mary1025 47F
4/15/2006 10:03 pm

Except to Heaven, she is nought.
Except for Angels–lone.
Except to some wide-wandering Bee
A flower superfluous blown.

Except for winds–provincial.
Except by Butterflies
Unnoticed as a single dew
That on the Acre lies.

The smallest Housewife in the grass,
Yet take her from the Lawn
And somebody has lost the face
That made Existence–Home! emily dickinson

warmandsexy52 64M
13164 posts
4/15/2006 11:29 pm

Touchingly beautiful. Thank you for sharing.

warm xx

saddletrampsk 54F

4/15/2006 11:46 pm

lovely timeless words..

rm_stubby241 56M

4/16/2006 3:49 am

It's As beautiful as the monarch butterfly fluttering in the wind.
Searching for the milk weed treat she longs for and desires.
Looking ever so fragile, yet mighty and strong
Traveling north to south, a path that's oh so long.
Giving up her life for another, singing mother natures song.

- a Stubbs original

angelofmercy5 58F
17881 posts
4/16/2006 5:59 am

Loved remembering this one!

ProtonicMan 47M

4/16/2006 2:15 pm

I guess my technical education left me out of the loop on this one. I'm just not getting it.


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