Butterflies fly on a winters morn
how beautiful a time to be born.
Disguised as royal snowflakes.
Welcoming the coldest days they wake,
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A beautiful poem indeed. nice nature poem. liked it very much dear Poetes. tony
The first snowfall is always magical but when it falls in huge, slowly descending flakes (Like butterflies) It is spectacularly moving
wouldn't it be a little too cold? Thanks Melvina