butterfly

Butterfly

butterfly

I stopped to look at a butterfly-then it flew away.
Yet! -left me with an impression.
With me it will always stay.

Its wings were a beautiful brown-with polka dots you see.

I had wanted to grab it-but I knew it had to be free.

They only have a short life span
But in their life -they live an eternity.

They have no worries or cares-but in their life they share
All the joys of yesteryear…

If man could be as a butterfly-and enjoy and share life.
we would not have to go through, all our struggles and strife.

louis rams
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