As Fragile As a Butterflies Wings
As fragile and sensitive
As a butterflies wings
As pure in spirit and song
As the Robin that joyfully sings
As transparent as a clear
And refreshing mountain stream
Where a graceful swan
gently glides upon a pleasant wistful dream
As precocious as a new born babies smile
As majestic and picturesque as fishing boats
Sails amast
At sunrise upon the nile.
More valuable and converted than money or gold
as welcoming as a burning warm
Log fire to someone who's cold
As sweet as the first thumbled
Nervous kiss
A yearning heart for a sweetheart missed
As colourful and vibrant leaves upon
Autumnal trees
A will so strong as a raging sea
As fresh and comfortable as a newly made bed
A Story never told
A book yet unread.
Peter Dome.copyright.2014. April.
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