With a drop of rain,
The butterfly smiled.
Smiled with the flower...
With the flower,
Together,
Swung...
Laughed...
Kissed...
Dreamed...
Swayed, with the wind..
The flower dried,
Dried and browned...
Left the butterfly alone,
Alone with her shadow..
Alone..
Shed tears,
whipped and
Swung alone...
Alone,
With the sun...
Paused to see,
To see her silhouette,
Against the dimming sky.
Green Silence
@Ami J
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good verse paragraph. Thanks