It is the butterflies
That are fluttering
The beautiful
Wild things
With wings.
What will put
Them at ease?
Your affectionate gestures
If you please.
But still they will be
Not for long
Only momentarily
As they seek
A different place
To do their business
Like bees
Without the stings.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Like bees Without the stings. love expressed in without stings. fine poem. tony