Timeless Butterflies... Poem by Rebecca Navarre
Timeless Butterflies...
Cross the meadow. On the other side of the hill,
down by, the old watermill. Watching the water swirl,
a little boy, and a little girl. Skipping rocks and fishing,
closing their eyes, and wishing. Climbing trees to
touch the skies, then jumping down, to chase butterflies.
The sun begins to set with a chill, as a little birdie cries
out with a trill. But for them, time has stood still.
I cite here your loveliest lines and words: the finalconclusion of all these beauteous cryings-out: ....as a little birdie cries out with a trill. But for them, time has stood still. Such a fascinating phrase! God Bless you greatest, my dea friend
I am happy that my two responses have gone through..................to you. This amazing poem goes to my Favourites. Thank you for sharing
Lovely one Rebecca. It brought smile on my face. Refreshing childhood glorious memories. Thoroughly enjoyed the journey. Into my favourite.
returned and read this lovely poem again---that is what we do to the well-written, heart-touching, wise poetry the talented poets write---thank you for sharing this lovely gem with us
Delightful piece......wonderful to read....thanks for sharing......
Such a great recollection of the past where the poet is part of the plot as a keen observer! Magnificently presented where the poet puts spotlight on a tender and delightful creature... timeless!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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WOW! Dear Becca, what a most beautiful tender touching heart poem is this! Congratulations to share this emotive feel! 5 Stars, dearest for you!