To: All; Soaring Feather; Lady Jag; tomkow6; Kathy in Alaska; WayzataJOHNN; NY Attitude; tongue-tied; ..
Happy Monday To The Lair
The Genesis of the Butterfly by Victor Hugo
The dawn is smiling on the dew that covers
The tearful roses; lo, the little lovers
That kiss the buds, and all the flutterings
In jasmine bloom, and privet, of white wings,
That go and come, and fly, and peep and hide,
With muffled music, murmured far and wide.
Ah, the Spring time, when we think of all the lays
That dreamy lovers send to dreamy mays,
Of the fond hearts within a billet bound,
Of all the soft silk paper that pens wound,
The messages of love that mortals write
Filled with intoxication of delight,
Written in April and before the May time
Shredded and flown, playthings for the wind's playtime,
We dream that all white butterflies above,
Who seek through clouds or waters souls to love,
And leave their lady mistress in despair,
To flit to flowers, as kinder and more fair,
Are but torn love-letters, that through the skies
Flutter, and float, and change to butterflies
33 posted on
06/02/2008 9:51:43 AM PDT by
MEG33
(God Bless Our Military)
To: MEG33; All
Thank you Meg, lovely as always. You might like this serene bubbling brook..
40 posted on
06/02/2008 10:44:32 AM PDT by
potlatch
(MICHELLE OBAMA - The gift that just keeps on giving....!)
To: MEG33
The Genesis of the Butterfly by Victor Hugo
Meg, this poem is so lovely and the graphic to match is perfect. Thank You for bringing your beautiful talent into the Lair.
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