My Love it falls
Upon the breeze
And gently leaves
Good memories

 
In world unique
Where Love does speak
Like smiles that children
Swinging seek
 
That to and fro
And, Oh-- the peak!
Where up again
We look, and shriek!
 
Happy-laughing
Marveling--so
Those butterflies...
To and fro
 
-Jason Clark
Year: 
2016
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