Friday, October 28, 2005
Home & The Butterfly Comments
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I built my life with muddy bricks and a tin sheet for the roof,
My history teacher suggests the name; poverty
But it's weather-beaten knows everybody.
Am I heavy to carry on your soft wings?
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Melvina Germain
04 January 2007
I love the last line of this poem, (Red ants on the window sill very busy and I heard a butterfly's crying) . Oh the sweet sounds of nature. Excellent poem Nimal--Thankyou--Melvina
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8/7/2025 2:23:01 AM # 1.0.0
Butterflies have so little time before they fly away. And yet Tagore tells us that they have time enough. Beautiful poem, Nimal. Always your friend, Sandra