GOLD BUTTERFLY
Said I was prettiest
When I was softest
While admitting the hurt
You inflicted hardened me
I’m a Gold Butterfly
Who forgot how to sing
You flew away with what
You prevented me from being
I’m a Gold Butterfly
Who forgot how to sing
I close my eyes
And see my voice
Open my spirit
Lest I make the wrong choice
I’m a Gold Butterfly
Releasing sounds
Liberating captives
Unlocking doors
Piercing barriers
Soaring
Warring
Writing and writing
And writing and writing
I’m still fighting
I’m a Gold Butterfly
And
I
Remember
How
To
Sing
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dear e, don’t allow anything to hold you down. You were meant to fly. Gold can be deceiving and very heavy for a butterfly.
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You’re so sweet Ms Oneta…I thank you always🌹e
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Beautiful presentation.
I’ve nominated you for the One Lovely Blog Award.
If yours is an award free blog please feel free to do nothing.
Accept this nomination as an expression of my appreciation for
your blog.
http://robertmgoldstein.com/2016/02/28/one-lovely-blog-award/
Rob Goldstein
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Honored Robert! Thank you so much🌹e
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This poem is one of my most favorite poems from you written so far sis and I love all of your poems…but THIS ONE speaks volumes to me!
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Blessed by that!🌷e
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