Alone and still,
like a bonsai tree,
she sits and draws bees
and pretty daisies.
Expressing herself with
lines and curves on paper
of ideas that could be detrimental
to ones behaviour.
Like a butterfly,
she flaps her wings in silence,
attracted to the flowers
with the brightest colours.
Fragile and delicate,
she is short-lived,
but the light she once radiated
will always live.
A mini expressive poem I wrote that is very personal to me. I hope you like it as much as I do!
- Nicole ᵔᴥᵔ
<3
ReplyDeleteyou´re lovely and so are your words and photography
Thank you Vivian and the same goes for your :) x
DeleteI love this. I am glad you left your comment on my blog so that I could find yours.
ReplyDeleteThank you Vanessa and I'm happy you love it :) x
DeleteThis is so nice! ♥
ReplyDelete-Kathie K
Half A World Away
Thank you x
Delete- Nicole ᵔᴥᵔ