In days of youthful heady daze
I'd follow butterflies
and run through dewy reeds and fields
and hum sweet lullabies
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Another great poem. I like your style (it's a lot like mine) .
Profound and captivating, 'how painful was the loss of love when I held on so tight', only someone who has endured great loss could express it in such terms, 'how fleeting is the thrill enjoyed in trapping what must soar', Liilia, this is an amazing work of art, hugs across the ocean :)