Butterfly. - Poem by Christopher Thomas
I wish I was a butterfly
so I could simply flutter by,
fluttering above the flower heads
or surfing a warm breeze, so high.
I could pollinate Mother Nature
bring new life wherever I went,
innocence with true generosity
spreading life, before mine is spent.
How delicate I’d be, a mere butterfly
not to be held, for fear of being crushed,
I give unto all of you, my beauty
until my insignificant life is hushed!
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