Butterflies have deserted flowers City life has muted their whispers They now rest on dull concrete walls One still flies while another yet crawls Butterflies have deserted flowers Living their lives in fewer hours
Hey! I had a look at some of your short texts ... quite liked 'sourire'. My comment is out of place here but still: sharp words being played in the right tune.
Butterflies have deserted flowers
ReplyDeleteCity life has muted their whispers
They now rest on dull concrete walls
One still flies while another yet crawls
Butterflies have deserted flowers
Living their lives in fewer hours
Now I wonder whether you feel "butterflied" ;-)
Quite butterflied, quite !
ReplyDeleteHey!
ReplyDeleteI had a look at some of your short texts ... quite liked 'sourire'. My comment is out of place here but still:
sharp words being played in the right tune.
I'll come again and 'read' what you 'play' ;-)
Too much praise, that is !
ReplyDeleteThe bill is yet to come ;-P
ReplyDeleteI may eat'n'run you know ! ; )
ReplyDeleteThanks for the unshown comment.
ReplyDeleteFeel free to post a link here ; )