It fluttered on a vine in the backyard
So peacefully and undisturbed
Its magnificent colors overwhelmed me
How could something so small
Fill me with such joy and love
I reached for it
He climbed on my fingertip
Its wings quivered
And the delicate silk
shredded on my
roughened fingertips
It then took flight
It was so untouchable
And such a magnificent creature
I wanted to sprout wings and fly with him
Soar the open air with no limits
I wanted to be a Butterfly
I agree with your poem life would be much simpler if we were butterflies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow i really like this if only we can be butterflies and just not have any worries..