Whispering butterflies caught my eye
What were they saying and to whom and why
I heard one giggle then wiggle its wings
The other one blushed then wiggled its wings
They both flew away as I watched their flight
Circling my head they flew out of sight
I was left wondering what did they say
I recalled their antenna bent as if to pray
After following a road by clover filled field
I realized that their secret would not be revealed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very sweet Lento, Do you have secrets to reveal to us all or maybe they were sprinkling Butterfly dust and good wishes