When butterflies die
Angels are crying
Nothing compares
With them when they flying
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When a butterfly dies
He goes to the skies
His wings stop to beat
There is no repeat.
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There is nothing to say
To fate we obey
And when the time comes
Like butterflies…
We fly to the skies.
After a little sad poem, I invite you to feel “The silence of the mountains” 🙂
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Beautiful post!
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I can’t tank you enough for your words ❤
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So heartfelt ❤️
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I am very glad you liked it, my friend 🙂
xoxo
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Yes😊 your writings are so full of emotion
I totally enjoy them
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😀 ❤
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So touching! Butterflies are so graceful.
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Yes, they are 🙂
Thank you so much, Rob ❤
xoxo
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Beautiful post and thank you very much for the link to my post too 😀
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You’re very welcome, my friend 🙂
Thank you for your kind words ❤
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A short life but well lived. Beautiful, Monica. xo
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Glad you liked it, Miriam 🙂
xoxo ❤
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I really like your poems ❤ It’s not easy to write poems even in our mother tongues and you write them in English, which is a great achievement indeed!
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I can’t say I write poems… It’s all about inspiration because I am not a poet. I confess to you that it’s hard to me to write them in Romanian. I know it sounds crazy, but is the truth :))
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Thanks for this post, and for linking to mine 🙂
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You’re very welcome, my friend 🙂
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🙂
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I would like to fly as a butterfly! Your inner perception of this world is so wonderful, Mon! I bet you should become a poet, or better to say, you are already!
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No, Ann, I am not. This was just a sudden inspiration when I saw a butterfly flying. But thanks for your beautiful words ❤
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I still think that you are!
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😀 ❤
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And the monarch butterflies are dying….it’s so very sad. All the milkweed is being killed off…blah.
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😦
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So beautiful! or as they say down here “Que bonita!”
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:)) Que bonita life you have 😎
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Si! Y usted (and you) Cool emoticon 😉
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Look another one cool 👻
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Chivo!!!!
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Beautiful Monica! Yes the universe is so intricately connected. Beautiful job my friend!
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Glad you liked it. I write poetry very rare because I’m not a poet. This was a sudden inspiration watching a butterfly flying 🙂
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Imi plac foarte mult versurile astea! Foarte foarte mult!
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Eu nu prea scriu poezii… Dar versurile astea mi-au venit in cap cand urmaream un fluture sa-i fac poza. Poza nu i-am facut, dar am ramas cu poezia. Si ma bucur tare ca-ti place 🙂
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Beautiful post ! Butterfly’s wings of transformation are born of patience and struggle . Lov’d it!
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Aww! I am so happy that you liked it, Fatma ❤ Sorry for my belated response
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soulful poetry
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Thank you very much! Glad you liked it 😀
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welcome
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It was a sad topic!
But beautiful content!
So heartfelt
You alwz pour ur heart in ur writings n this make u unique!
Cheers
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Yes, beautiful content.
Be well, my friend ❤
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beautifully poignant….great grace upon you
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I really like this.
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Wonderful post, Monica! 😊
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Thank you so much, Tonya 🙂 ❤
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I like this! Lovely.
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Grazie, Theresa ❤
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