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Current Music:  "Yeah" - Seether


NOTE:  2015 01 18  06H56 EST  Childhood Memory -

Childhood Memory


A little butterfly, going flower

to flower: that's the image in mind.


A beautiful little butterfly,

so colorful and mesmerizing.


Its little wings, beating to the

wind, fighting against the force.


Little creature, so nimble, and

graceful in its way, its beauty.


A sigh of contentment in my heart,

I observe its trajectory with delight.


A determination worth of admiration...

Little butterfly, going flower to flower.


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Written on 2015-01-22 at 04:01

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
This is a very nice, little poem. I really enjoyed it. How can you write so well with music playing?

Living here in Florida, I'm fortunate enough to be able to see butterflies all year long. I never tire of watching them. Very lovely poem about a moment in time.

jim The PoetBay support member heart!
As one butterfly to another, a kinship. Childhood is fleeting, and didn't we flit through it?

Lovely. Wistful.

Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
For some abstract raison I infer a b&w film
scene of this vision underscored by ominous
indecipherable chaotic figures that loom
over childhoods innocence.

Rik The PoetBay support member heart!
This really is so beautifully and delicately written. Such a lovely childhood memory full of knowing and wonderment, expressed so warmly from the heart. A most enjoyable read. It took me right there into that special moment.