ButterflyA Poem by fayA daughter turning 27.
floating
at the mercy
of every gentle breeze,
ephemeral blossom,
destination
unsure.
soar now
with newfound strength,
playing the breeze with grace,
lighting with intention,
once butterfly,
now bird.
© 2009 fay |
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Added on October 21, 2009 |

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