Tip-toeing on colorful petals,
Butterflies listen to flower’s prayers
And then share nature’s secrets
With a divine kiss to the heart.
Forever traveling,
spreading the Word of Spring
they wish they are not forgotten
when seasons change
and eternal rest is near.
Hope is never lost,
In time, younger preachers will arrive.
True believers will be again awaken,
With a long waited kiss,
And their heart will blossom under the sun.
A contest entry
- Untouchable~ by Malabu.
525 points, ended June 11, 2007, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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I love the nature aspect of this poem...love and nature..thank you for entering this wonderful poem in my contest....
Mal
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pretty
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