From the shadow-frosted timbers
to a soul-caressing ray.
From unrelenting sheaths of silt
weighed beneath an earth’s decay.
From ebbing bud to rising bloom,
hearts exhumed to wakened eyes.
As winter’s curtain takes its bow,
spread her wings…begin to fly.
For now she is free.
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Hi PuppyDoc(PHoebe) Love your poem “Butterfly!” it has such passion how we all long to be free! Thank you for liking my poems “Freedom! A Glance! and London Street!” Please be Safe and Well. #TheFoureyedPoet.
Thanks! Wishing you the best also 🙂
Your poetry is flawlessly beautiful!!
You are so kind! 🙂 🙂
I mean no disrespect but your very beautiful to. Hey I’m just stating the obvious.
Yes…now I know you are too kind! 🙂 😀
Naw… I just like what I see