Where do butterflies sleep at night?
In darkness when bringing light
Morning dawn heralds a day anew
Flowers awaiting light of beauty
Fluttering wings bless countenances
Flying upwards, spiral of love and unity
Flying in heavenly harmony
Greeting freely, seemingly glancing
Glorious myriad colours, Nature’s gift
Butterflies surreal, bless the heart
As a child no less a joy to behold
In adulthood never surpassed in glory
Simon, You have become quiet the poet. Love This…
Dear Larry,
Thank you so much,
My kindest regards,
Simon