Migration Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Migration



Migration

On my wings roses, buds
And designs
Delicate, all are soft
Unlike crow's

I fly; high and low
To all sides
And I surf with breeze
Touch the waves

Migration is simple
Like a book with pages Continents
Reading them is simple as for mom
When reading lullaby

I am a butterfly
I am a butterfly

I
Am
A butterfly

Monday, December 1, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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