Butterfly where are you at? The weather is getting warmer, hopefully I'll see you when I turn the corner. With your wings so big and bright, You look like an angel taking flight. You remind me of loved one's passed, like my Grandmother who is gone.I put a blue butterfly barrett in her pocket and I have never forgotten. I love you butterfly your my favorite so pure and majestic. You remind me of hope and fairy tales, like a boat in the ocean with the wind blowing in its sails. I will never forget you as long as you fly, You are my favorite my butterfly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem