Treasure Island

Peter S. Quinn


Butterflies of Freedom


Fly with your wings
To the freedom blossoms
That zephyr about sings

Every colorful play
That resonates in trees
Now momentarily stays
In the frisky free breeze

Summertime’s now gone
With all its beautiful
And every flower is done
To love so adaptable

But memories remain still
Every thought’s close
That keeps the mind fulfill
Like a stunning summer rose

Butterflies of freedoms
The contentment is ours
Gone summer anthems
Are remembered in flowers

Every its theme was singing
Of its beautiful days
Peaceful thoughts on bringing
In winter’s faintly ways

Submitted: Sunday, October 27, 2013
Edited: Monday, October 28, 2013

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  • Princess Lilypad (10/27/2013 11:59:00 AM)

    This is a wonderful almost sing song poem, your words flow rhythmically and melodic. More than pleasant it was to have stumbled across your art. thank you. (Report) Reply

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