What’s the butterfly without the cocoon,
or a lofty oak tree sans its tiny seed?
The answer lies in the witchcraft of the moon,
that’s only seen when still and twilight meet.
Besides that, child needs mother, cry needs pain,
as happiness comes from the sweetest smile.
When things hear the faint tinkle of a chain,
they caper loosely for a little while.
Brilliant!😊👍
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Thanks a lot, Suzette. Have a wonderful day! 🙏🏼😊💐
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My pleasure. Have a great day also!😊
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Excellent poem!
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Thank you very much, Luisa! I hope you have a wonderful day ahead! 🌞🙏🌸
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🌹 🌹 🌹
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
COLORFUL AND PROGRESSIVE!
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Thanks a lot, Jonathan! Stay safe and keep posting! 🌞🤗
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We will try (on both items!) !
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Lovely words…
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Thank you very much, really! Post again soon! 🙏😊🌸
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I lost this wonderful poem, I’m so sorry….😱😢🙏❤️❤️❤️
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Then I’m glad you found it and enjoyed it, dear Ely. Thanks a lot for your reading and comment! 🌞🙏😊
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Lovely ❣️
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Thank you very much, Asthaisha! Have a wonderful day ahead! 🙏😊
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