Something Gold That StaysA Poem by Y.F.
Golden butterflies
being led by the wind beyond the hills, beyond our dreams. Only the lucky ones have managed one to catch, so rare and beautiful for the world to see. One stubborn creature stays in his cocoon watches people holding nets jump into the air. "Fools or dreamers?", he whispers to himself with eyes closed and mouth shut. © 2010 Y.F. |
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1 Review Added on January 6, 2010 Last Updated on January 6, 2010 AuthorY.F.Do not disturb me, I'm already disturbed. ;)About**I don't really use this account anymore - keeping it open to preserve the existing content, but might close it in the future.** I've been writing throughout the vast majority of my life, mostly b.. more..Writing
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