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Wednesday, September 12, 2012


The morning’s soft violet curtains part,
As I kiss the butterflies “good morning.”
Their gentle wings flutter as I brush them
With a loving notion from my heart.
Sweet lilacs rise into the air
Paint the day a lovely scent
As magic dust from butterfly wings
Chase away the night.
Sol begins his climb into the sky,
And my journey begins anew.
Each morning starts in beauty as I
Embrace my love and kiss the butterflies.

©May 11, 2011 ~ DBC, Duke of the Arctic

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