Oh, John! This poem and I adore butterflies! Write on and don't think about turning any final page just yet, hon!!

Love ya!

Jane

THOUGH I DO ADMIRE HOW GORGEOUS SOME OF THEM ARE, I AM NOT PARTICULARLY DRAWN TO BUTTERFLIES. HOWEVER, I DON'T KNOW WHY, I GUESS IT'S THE BEAUTY OF THIS PIECE, I AM REMINDED OF THE FACT; MY GRANDMOTHER, WHOSE NAME WAS LOUISE, WAS NICKNAMED BUTTERFLY. SHE DIED WHEN I WAS STILL A CHILD BUT, DEAR BUTTERFLY, INDEED, I LOVED HER MUCH. ISN'T IT ODD HOW ONE THING...A NAME, A MELODY, AN AROMA OR SUCH...CAN SEND ONE TRAVELING BACK YEARS? THIS IS A WONDERFUL WORK, JOHN, FOR MORE REASONS THAN ONE, THANK YOU. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS

As majestic as the eagle comes this delicate, yet heroic dedication to a part of nature so often ignored. Beautifully rendered. Thank you, John for take the time to arrange these poetic appreciations.

Ah, I love the photo and the words, they go together so well. I love butterflies too. of any kind. Have a great day, and thank you for the great poem.

The butterfly like a sweet memory comes to us when bid. Beautiful.

So beautiful, and yet so fragile. They need our protection. Here, the Monarch is threatened with extinction, and it seems like I see fewer and fewer butterflies of any kind period.