(with regard to E. Dickinson)One –
Bees will hum a happy tune
to carry out their mission.
Not to eat but make honey
their primary ambition.
But for their sting – I feel
they have an honorable position.
Two –
There’s a chance to be content
while contemplating flowers;
some blossoms persuade me
to stop and stare for hours.
Despite the sneezing -- I decree
these blooms delightful company!
Three –
My daughter solemnly defends
the honor of sluggish snails;
admiring their dawdling glide,
following their slimy trail.
She suddenly became alarmed
to learn that they devour sprouts;
they now disappear like weeds –
Out! Out! Out!
Four –
The moment when I see a park,
your mind can see a forest -
dragon, princess, castle filled
as it spreads out before us.
Oh, to see with a child’s creation --
the world becoming imagination!
Five –
I have but one intent – such common goal –
Divine in nature to view unfold;
as heard in every blade, leaf and bird –
seldom seen but so much more preferred.
All will sing if I but cease to word -
long enough for Grace to be conferred.
(I wrote this a few years back for my daughter....I'm sure it needs help with punctuation though some of it is Dickinson inspired (dashes etc) / clarity? any help much appreciated -- xo M) 
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