Some like to call me butterfly , but for different reasons,
I can fly from one place to the next depending on the season ,
some because I hatched from my cocoon and spread my wings,
some because I’m small and fragile among other things ,
one because in his eyes I’m the most beautiful and serene,
and with every look there is a beautiful loving gleam,
I like to think it’s because , when my wings get wet - I can’t fly,
but there’s no stopping me once they are able to dry,
I can fly long distances and never seem to stray,
far from my course and always in gods sun rays,
So never be afraid to spread your wings and fly ,
always keep striving and reaching for God on high,
I’m like a small butterfly , try to catch me if you dare,
Nothing can keep me down because I can go everywhere,
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Author:
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- Comment from author about the poem: Not one of my best but it was fun to write ,
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One magical thing about the butterfly is its transformation from a worm-like creature into a many-splendoured visual wonder, with a riot of colours. "try to catch me if you dare..." : indeed, the butterfly is adept at flying away from danger it senses. It is more agile than birds.
So true my friend ‘
Good write B. KP is never a butterfly. She never leaves. Well, only to fly away for botox. Is botox key?! lol.
For her it seems to be
A fun lighthearted poem that lets the reader soar with the author. Very nicely done
Thank you so much
I like the title.
You better !!
Seems how that’s what you call me 🤣
I know. I love my Butterfly.
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