Beating with deathly silence
With the stillness of the breeze,
It flutters at will in the early dawn.
Breathless beauty snowy white
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As a child (3yrs old) I tried to catch butterflies and to keep them (as pets) but they don't live for more than a day which is so sad as they are such beautiful creatures. It was like trying to catch the moon and take it prisoner so years later I wrote a poem about it...it's on here somewhere, I think it's called The Butterflies...well what would it be called: o))))
This is so DAMN pure and beautiful. Exquisite actually. This is a wonder. You should enter this in contests. Hold this close to your heart. Where are all the comments that should be written just below here? ;)