The Butterfly

How exquisite the butterfly
In silence he departs,
Fleeting wings that say goodbye
Leave unaware a loving heart.

How quietly the butterfly
Released itself from memory.
Hidden tears that it may cry,
Are buried deep in agony.

And still it hopes with each new day
To find the one to Love so true,
In its short life,  till it dies away-
To love and be loved is what it will do.













Cynthia Buhain Baello
April 2, 2010
Book:  "Nuggets of Inspirations"
Philippines, 2010

Reviews

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. i am a hardcore butterfly fan and i absolutely love this ode ... extremely poignant poetry ... i have always felt the butterfly is this excruciatingly quiet and beautiful being who inspires one and all ... thank you for writing this ode ...

[cynthiabuhainbaello]

Thank you - I love butterflies too and l like to watch them fly about so placidly, like little fairies.

[...]

. you're very welcome, dear Cynthia ... indeed they're like "little fairies" ... i could look at them for hours and hours :) ...