White butterflies outside my bedroom window,
Departing off into the tree lines,
Floating up and up as if to return to the clear skies,
A wave of their wing,
A wave of my hand,
A wave of the ocean,
A flutter of their wings,
A flutter of my eyelashes,
Butterflies delivering messages on the wings of time.
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A short and beautiful poem describing the butterfly. I wish you good luck @viazenar
Thank you @mimbel :)