Where did you go to
My dear little friend
And what kind of sights
Did you see
Was it sad my dear
When you got to the end
Or were you glad to come home
To me

Oh what kind of glories
Did you find, my friend
And what kind of sounds did you hear
How I wish I could fly
With your wings my love
And fly while your holding me near

How lovely to sail
On the breeze, my friend
How charming to soar by the shore
Your soft silent wings
Make no sound on the wind
As you defy gravitational law


Butterfly or bird? I cant decide, lol

How I wish I could fly With your wings my love And fly while your holding me near

YOU CAN!!!

Thank you for sharing another gem.

Love and light being, Teo Do (Re, Mi...)

Dear AngelEyes,
This is very beautiful.
I can see both butterflies and birds flying to your graceful words.

Love,
Sue

Thank you so much for sharing such a beautiful poem. It really helps brighten my day.

Love
Vicky

Dear AngelEyes,

Thank you for another very beautiful poem.
The birds are singing your gentle words as they glide with the morning breeze.

Love, Inda

thank you everyone

Thank you AngelEyes.
You write very beautifully.

Sincerely,
Gisele

Bird or butterfly? ... I would say it's your soul flying and you express this very beautifully, dear AngelEyes!

Love and Peace!
Margherita

Thank you Margherita for those very sweet words.