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Little Butterfly, a poem

Updated on October 23, 2012
Painting by Carl Spitzweg 1808-1885
Painting by Carl Spitzweg 1808-1885 | Source

Much to my surprise,

A little butterfly landed on my heart.

Full of life and playful,

Its colors were so vibrant,

Its moves so elegant,

I could not look away.

Intrigued and touched,

I observed it for a long time.


Because it was free to do so,

The little butterfly flew away.

So I closed my eyes,

Hoping to remember forever

What the beautiful butterfly looked like.

But what was I seeing ?


So, I shut my eyes again,

Longing to see its beauty,

Wanting to see it dance in front of me.

And then it reappeared !


And suddenly it all became clear to me :

The little butterfly was you...


Copyright 2012 by Austinhealy, his heirs and assigns.


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      Theresa Ast 4 years ago from Atlanta, Georgia

      Nice poem and I really like the picture. :)

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      Bernard J. Toulgoat 4 years ago from Treasure Coast, Florida

      Thank you phdast7 for your kind words.

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