Fly, fly… little butterfly!
Fly high up to the sky
And play with winds
Collect the dust on higher level,
Fly, just fly… little butterfly!
Gave hope to those that had it lost,
Gave joy to whom in tears spent it,
Gave a memory instead!
Fly, just fly… little butterfly!
Let us to see your colours shine,
Gave us a smile in the dark
And make us say:
Fly, fly ghigh … little butterfly!
Yep, flying is the art of the butterfly. ❤
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True. Here, The butterfly means loss..
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Foarte frumoasă poezia!
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Multumesc, Luiza!
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