White Butterfly - Poem by Judith Kempis
The white butterfly flew into a silent and wonderful garden,
where she could find and spend more time for herself
and have a good time, happiness while enjoying the
miraculous beauty of nature.
Transferring from flower to flower, sipping the nectar
filled with joy and excitement before the predator,
competitors and parasite comes that would lead
and place her to trouble of fear.
When she is flying back way to her place, she met
another butterfly who leads her into confusion, and
she lost her way towards her habitat.
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