A Sweet Heart of Mine- My Opinion- Man's Lost Love
I had her in my hand
but then she flew away.
All that I can tell you
is how she looked that day.
He hair was dark
like thunder clouds.
Her eyes
were blue as sky.
Her skin was
soft as powder
I lost my butterfly.
Copyright © Rosalie Risley | Year Posted 2005
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