"...féileacán...féileacán! "
baby on one ******
butterfly on the other
your laughter
butterfly frolics
... amongst
your kimono butterflies
silken-stitch butterflies
play
with the cabbage white
autumn morning
butterfly sits
on a swing
two butterflies
chatting on a swing
waiting for a push
my hands create
shadow butterflies
that fly into daughter's mind
"Make hands
make butlerflies!"
she pleads
her first
real butterfly
sheer awe
her butlerflies
buttle
serving the flowers
butterflies
little bits of coloured thought
flit from mind to mind
she adopts
the butterflies
"My flying flowers!"
she chases them
in Irish
"...féileacán...féileacán! "
refusing to come in
until all the butterflies
have gone to bed
Nov 13, 2016
Nov 13, 2016 at 5:40 PM UTC
"...féileacán...féileacán! "
baby on one ******
butterfly on the other
your laughter
butterfly frolics
... amongst
your kimono butterflies
silken-stitch butterflies
play
with the cabbage white
autumn morning
butterfly sits
on a swing
two butterflies
chatting on a swing
waiting for a push
my hands create
shadow butterflies
that fly into daughter's mind
"Make hands
make butlerflies!"
she pleads
her first
real butterfly
sheer awe
her butlerflies
buttle
serving the flowers
butterflies
little bits of coloured thought
flit from mind to mind
she adopts
the butterflies
"My flying flowers!"
she chases them
in Irish
"...féileacán...féileacán! "
refusing to come in
until all the butterflies
have gone to bed
I think you may have guessed that .féileacán is the Irish for butterfly....to her they were her butlerflies....her flying flowers....but she like to chase them with the Irish....so she would "...féileacán...féileacán! " them around the garden.
