butterfliesA Poem by James Paulin
flutter, fly, flit from flower to fern skillfully skitter till petal settle plainly pale or prissily patterned genteelly grace Gods’ garden glory © 2015 James PaulinReviews
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6 Reviews Added on April 25, 2012 Last Updated on May 1, 2015 AuthorJames PaulinMIAboutAfter 38 years of working as an automotive design sculptor, I retired and have been doing a bit of fishing and writing poems. I've gotten better at both and had some recognition. Most of my poems are .. more..Writing
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