PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Always fluttering, around a name,

Buterflies, playing games.



Multi-colores on display,

Begging him, come and play.



To select one, can't be done,

Head is spinning in the sun.



Old, young, babies, too,

What's one going to do.



Butterflies flapping their wings,

Always trying to make him sing.



One butterfly got lost today,

Into the sunset, she flew away.

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