You are
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By Abel Johnson ThundilPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
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You are
An orange butterfly on blue pebbles,
A humming bird opening to hug a flower,
A kiss given in a dream.
You are
A patch of land in the middle of a river,
With a single tree;
Beautiful in its loneliness,
Lonely in its wildness.
A ripple in the water,
The soft touch of a potter's hands.
Sitting in an old car
On a ledge
With the birds and the rising sun.
The warmth,
The colours,
The mood that makes one want to kiss.
A stalk having is single petal,
Still called a flower.
A hand without a finger
Is still a hand.
There’ll be
More butterflies,
Hummingbirds,
And kisses.
There'll be
More kisses,
More hope...
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