Little blue butterfly,
Sitting on my finger,
Silently flapping your wings.
Then moving swiftly to my nose,
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I'll refer to dis butterfly as love. Ur poems r simple not complicated, poems r meant to be simple and digestive like urs.
I'll refer to dis butterfly as love. Ur poems r simple not complicated, poems r meant to be simple and digestive like urs.
I'll refer to dis butterfly as love. Ur poems r simple not complicated, poems r meant to be simple and digestive like urs.
The butterfly of love is a wonderful thing. May it forever fly in high in the sky.
A delightful little poem with beauty created by a flower. Greenwolfe 1962
you asked me to work on your poem but your poem is good so keep it as it is....... butterfly that is blue from whence come no one has clue woo........woo.........woo........
you write as if your a pretty blue butterfly yourself dnt change that theres nothing better than a gentle woman
Simple and elegant I want to see more of these poems