Butterfly Poem (For Angie)
A butterfly dances in my garden.
I don’t know its colour.
I don’t know its location.
I don’t know its name.
I know where it came from,
and she may look at me again,
just a glance and my butterfly
takes off once again.
poem by David Taylor
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