My morning visitor
I often hear my lola
My Nanay Leony
Speak about butterflies and dragonflies
As angels
As spirits
How small and fragile
These creatures are
How delicate and dainty
They look
But there lies
In each of these creatures
A stronger kind of magic
That science has
Dispelled
Such tiny tender things
Carry the weight of the world
zarahG 9.22.21
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