Catching Butterflies
Can I keep you cupped in my hands for just a moment longer?
Before I wipe all of the dust off your gentle wings
They say you need to be free, spread your wings and wander
But I am just five and I don't listen to these things... CRUSH
Writer's Workshop
Assignment: Find your one very favorite picture of Summer and write a poem about it.
3 comments:
Beautiful post. Love the photo!
Great poem. Also loving your "About me".
Stopping by from Mama Kat's Writing Workshop.
LBM xxx
Great photo! I was told that all the time as a little kid but I never believed it until it happened. I was sad. :(
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