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Blue Butterflies

Pretty flowers in her hair....... Blue butterflies.......... You are there Blue butterflies.......... Follow you......... They love you too The field..... Golden through For amongst the pain......... Such beauty Cannot stain Blue butterflies.............. Pretty flowers in her hair No one knows you are there The golden field Where I saw you first Pretty flowers in your hair......... Slaked my thirst I want to yield I want you there Blue butterflies encircle you, In the golden field Pretty flowers in your hair I know you are there For, love is true For beauty comes to those, Who seek and want it too Dancing in the golden field......... These blue butterflies.......... Follow you, Beneath blue skies The love you weald......... The love so true Pretty flowers in your hair........... Blue butterflies dancing round........... No one knows you are there......... It is you I found Pretty flowers in your hair The things you can find, Amongst the pain you feel in your mind........... I am already there Blue butterflies surround me.............. Golden fields as far as the eye can see The pretty flowers in your hair............. I am there Love and gentleness to find........... Blue butterflies around................. A girl... With flowers in her hair................. Coming from the depths of my mind I am already there What I already found Love comes to all.............. Who seek a blue butterfly.......... A girl with flowers in her hair............ A golden field............. Beneath a blue sky........... Where you can be there Standing tall

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Date: 5/24/2009 4:06:00 PM
Beautiful poem! Great use of imagery!
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Date: 5/21/2009 6:28:00 AM
Man, you got to be the best gardener in the world, flowers bloom when you write ... and butterflies dance upon the sight ... imageries so sweet, delicate, and bright ... I salute your talent.
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