She said you are a moth my friend
Dull to her I must have seemed
Dressed low key in browns & such
Not feeling loved all that much
But then one day something
Changed!
For gold dusted over those wings
New love such splendour brings
Sounds like an ugly duckling story and we all know how that turned out 10 +++ Chris
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I would like to translate this poem
Ahh, fly on those gold dusted wings, an enjoy all the splendor true love brings! *10*! Lovely write Tia! ! Friend Thad