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My granny loved butterflies, they still remind me of her. I have a butterfly mug I drink hot tea out of that was hers. It's nice to have reminders of special people we've lost.
I am glad the butterfly reminds you of your grandmother. I hope butterflies will continue to appear at special times when you are thinking of your grandmother. // A few years ago, as I walked on a grassy slope near Seattle, I was worried, because I saw clover blossoms but no honeybees. Later my sister planted a pollinator garden, and it attracted many honeybees and butterflies. Perhaps there are special plants that attract butterflies.
i plan to put this fine poem into my/our 'showcase' for MARCH 2018, to be found in my 'recently-submitted' poems on my PH site. look for MARCH 2018 in my 'poem' 's title. thanks. bri :)
favorite lines: You remind me of hope and fairy tales, like a boat in the ocean with the wind blowing in its sails. to MyPoemList. :) smile! bri :)
Beautiful poem Theresa Thank you for sharing Mario Odekerken
You look like an angel taking flight. You remind me of loved one's passed, so pure and majestic. i love you dear butterfly very nice poem.. thank you for your imagination dear poetess. tony
Such a beautiful poem Sis!