“BUTTERFLY”
I can see in your eyes, oh! Butterfly, how is it you fly,
Colors of bright fly in the sky, Spring is your moment,
The warm season sets you free, you belong to no one.
Butterfly in the sky, you travel a great distance, floating,
Do you know who I am as you drift on by, peering into my eyes,
You are a butterfly, small and quiet, not long is your life.
Dare to fly, disappear before the night time, where do you fly,
I saw into your eyes as you did see mine, more than a butterfly,
Fly Butterfly, fly beyond the night to where one day everything meets.
Keith Garrett
Beautiful!
Thanks for reading.
On Sat, Aug 8, 2020 at 9:28 PM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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I have written a number of poems and short story memoirs that have butterflies in them – I really loved your poem about the encounter you have/or had with a butterfly and your interpretation of it. Nearly every culture has different aspects of butterflies –
Thanks always