Jun 2019
Tell me why, oh butterfly,
do you fly so high?
Tell me why, oh butterfly,
high up in blue sky.
Tell me, pretty butterfly,
with your wings of gold,
are you as kind and gentle
as I'm always told?
Tell me, golden butterfly,
will you come to me
and light upon my shoulder
to keep me company?
And when night falls, my butterfly,
please let your golden wings
illuminate the darkness
until the bluebird sings.
Copyright 2019 Tod Howard Hawks
do you fly so high?
Tell me why, oh butterfly,
high up in blue sky.
Tell me, pretty butterfly,
with your wings of gold,
are you as kind and gentle
as I'm always told?
Tell me, golden butterfly,
will you come to me
and light upon my shoulder
to keep me company?
And when night falls, my butterfly,
please let your golden wings
illuminate the darkness
until the bluebird sings.
Copyright 2019 Tod Howard Hawks
A graduate of Andover and Columbia College, Columbia University, Tod Howard Hawks has been a poet and a human-rights advocate his entire adult life.
(81/M/Boulder, CO)
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