I gazed at the beautiful butterfly,
With its detailed, delicate wings,
It flutters round gracefully ,
It was one of those magical things.
It landed lightly on my hand,
It was so soft and sweet,
It lay still and silently,
Treating my hand as a seat.
Soon enough, it flew away,
It's body slim and sleek,
It had looked so beautiful,
The butterfly humble and meek.
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I can hear the rain Crash on the window pane, Each drop it sounds the same. Although unique is each splatter... The little pitter patter, Tells me that the latter Of these statements are true.
#youngwritershousehold @Georgiastar The flame flickered brightly, Effortlessly yet sprightly, It glowed in the darkened room, Producing a single fume.
Oh how I wish I were a kangaroo,. Roaming free not in a zoo,. Bouncing ever high and high,. Until my head hits the sky,. And when my feet touch the ground,. I will land softly without a sound,.
Penguins, I love you. Black & White, Just as it should be. Know your place, And stay there permanently. Grey & overcast, Raining occasionally. Never complaining, Persevering amazingly.
L ight is an amazing thing, I magination can flow with a simple ray of light, G lorious beams on a warm summers day, H aving such a big impact in everyone's lives, T his terrific phenomenon...
I wonder why when you say goodbye beautiful colours paint the sky. Shades of orange, yellow and pink too all come out because of you. And although I hate to see you go, I really do enjoy the show.
splish splash. a noise interrupts me from my reading beside the window. splish splash. i hear the noise again. the sound comes from outside the window.
There are so many different sunsets. Theres the after party sunset, Shared with people you've just met. Theres the sunset when you've lost track of time, When you've been stinking lemonade and lime.
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