I want to be a butterfly
ever on wings
flying from flower to flower
flapping and swaying
over the little home gardens
and the parks,
over the flower-bedecked
dales, moors and marshes,
enjoying sometimes
even the forest flowers.
blooming in wilderness.
I am enchanted
by the fragrance
of life and love,
I want to be a butterfly,
having wing with
dappled inlays
and beauty of
tinted stars.
Flying from flower to flower and having essence of fragrance like butterfly is definitely fortune to have in hand either in reality or in dream. Very interesting sharing.10
beauty of tinted stars, good one really, butterfly is there, I know with the beauty of life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I have often daydreamed of trading places with a butterfly. Your beautiful poem stirs that desire again even now
Thank you Kelly for your kind comments.