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I'VE watched you now a full half-hour; Self-poised upon that yellow flower And, little Butterfly! indeed I know not if you sleep or feed. How motionless!--not frozen seas More motionless! and then What joy awaits you, when the breeze Hath found you out among the trees, And calls you forth again!
This plot of orchard-ground is ours; 10 My trees they are, my Sister's flowers; Here rest your wings when they are weary; Here lodge as in a sanctuary! Come often to us, fear no wrong; Sit near us on the bough! We'll talk of sunshine and of song, And summer days, when we were young; Sweet childish days, that were as long As twenty days are now. Hi, Tony, saw you visited my weblog today! Hope all is wonderful with you, I wanted to send you a photo or lines of poetry - so had to choose one - don't know how to put a phot in the guest book although have seen folks do it. Enjoy your day. I enjoy the poems you have chosen.
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