Like A Butterfly
Who are you that hold me up
When I am weak?
I think that you are a tree
And I am the wind
That blows through your branches
Tingling when touched...
Your leaves soften the breeze
That knows no relief
From the ceaseless momentum
Of life that began
Like a wafting butterfly
Sailing in the sky!
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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