The Butterfly Whisperer

With a soothing voice

and gentle touch

She extends her finger

to use as a

crutch

Her little friend

feels her affection

For the little girl

has a magical

connection

She is one with nature

nature is one with her

This is the way

of the butterfly

whisperer

My Poetry

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Once Lost in Nowhere, then Perditus

Now just a Simple Pilgrim

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