The butterfly,
A beautiful and gentle creature,
By a beautiful creator.
Find its way,
To the beautiful petals of life
By a powerful sense.
And sucks away,
The sweet juice in the nectar of life
By a powerful straw.
And these smooth powdery pollen,
A gift from the anthers of nature
To the stigma of our world.
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Your poem and your notes are inspiring. Thanks, Akachukwu
I am grateful to you, Kelly