Posted by: gljcm2 | August 13, 2002

Poetry: Butterfly Wings

Butterfly Wings

I spoke to you of
Unknowing, – so
that your feelings were the

Texture of butterfly wings…

Soft…colourful… and

Ever so fragile.

A fool — I questioned the reality–

Instead of simply enjoying the view.

Wondering why,

and from where you came.

Not believing that I could be so blessed

As to see up close —

A Butterfly’s Wings.

For a Friend
August 13, 2002

Thank you for sharing so much of you with me.


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