My Rum Gully Home Poem by Edna Carroll

My Rum Gully Home



Through the whispers of romantic winds
they seem to magically appear.
On soft and tender wings
anticipation fills the air.

Visiting their favorite flowers,
my heart sings as they fly.
God's Creation of Nature
bring tears to my eyes.

In the presence of their absence,
my heart flutters with dismay.
Oh! How I long for butterflies
to kiss my tears away.

Friday, June 6, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love lost
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Colleen Courtney 08 June 2014

This is such a tender and beautiful write! Butterflies truly are one of God's most amazing creations. Nicely done!

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