Let It Be Poem by Kasia Fedyk

Let the children play
where the rivers glow
in the sun light on a summers day,
let their hands touch the water and their laughter
carry you to the fields of flowers, blooming so sweet
in the hot breeze,
butterfly sitting on one, the yellow one, right over there,
with his fragile wings settles in its arms
waiting for a kiss from the flowers nectar
filled with joy he flies away to tell others
of his journey.