A respite so brief,
I felt your softness linger and loved your touch,
You made me feel the fragility of your life, your flight, your resting place at that moment,
.
You will fly away in a few short moments,
Though you leave a lasting impression, an endearment,
Upon my lips,
that whisper,
Fly away little butterfly, Fly higher,
Keep those wings of flight so gentile,
Flying,
Never succumb to the harshness of nature,
Never inhibit your flight of ascent,
For I have waited in vain for those wings that crown you,
As I let you go, I feel crushed and defeated.
-shobana-
SIMPLY SHOBANA 
Beautiful
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There’s a gentle ache and a delicate love in your words, Shobana. Such bonds can be so fragile. Let them go and watch them fly. 🙂
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That’s right Terveen. So aptly said. thank you.
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A heart touching poem, so beautifully penned 👌👌
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Thank you, KK.
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Aww, that’s such a beautiful poem, Shobana. I could feel the joy as the butterfly alighted my finger, and the sadness as they flew away. 🦋
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Yes, Jeff. It is great you can feel the poem. Thanks so much my friend.
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I agree. You’re most welcome, Shobana. Always.
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Beautiful
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Such a lovely view, beautiful butterfly catch in hand and nice lines 👌🌷🙏♥️
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