A fictional romantic poem expressing how love developes sometimes.
The catepillar crawled
never figured his wings
where already installed,
that is until
transformation called.
The life of the butterfly,
so goes this butter why.
As the butterfly flutter,
your love spreads like
sweet cream butter.
Love is the reason why,
from this transformation
I butterfly.
Amoug all wonderfull things,
love developes wings.
No need to click the remote,
true love will float,
glide right on to
the love boat.
Transformation of the butterfly,
transforming this butter why.
Beautiful write my friend...loved it all, but enjoyed the line about the love boat...I used to love to watch that show! Did you watch it? I couldn't wait to see who would be sailing on the beautiful big ship! Creative and well written my friend!
Blessings,
Joyce B.
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Blessings,
Joyce B.