Friday, February 3, 2023

The butterfly

 The butterfly: © Donna Rae Lands

The little snowball rolling downhill...
Gaining speed growing so real in its quest seeking thrill...
One small pebble can indeed start an avalanche...
One Stallion galloping by chance...
It rushes the harras on the country ranch...
One small fish can start a wave...
An ember can start the blaze...
And to wipe away a tear with nothing to fear...
There is everlasting love...lying peacefully so near...
Fluttering her wings...by and by...
Tis this life of this butterfly...


Note: harras is not harass. harras is an old word that means a group of horses. 


The butterfly

 

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