Among The Mulberry Trees and The Butterflies
Oh, how I long to see
The part of me
Among the mulberry trees
And the butterflies.
Where the good is great,
And the sad is fate,
Where the skies are blue,
And the grass holds dew.
Where you look at your love,
Your hand in theirs,
And gaze up above,
Without a care.
Copyright © Ava Donahue | Year Posted 2025
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