A Winter Butterfly

Maria Grujicic
Published on: March 2012

Color my eye
of what I see
Make up, A woman
A power to see
To be
Existence and simplicity
To enable me to see
The intricate make up
of life
of love
I unconditionally see
Enables me
To simply be
Because, just because
On one fine day
I sprouted up high
Like a winter butterfly!
a winter butterfly,simplicity A poem dedicated to my friends in Europe who are coping with minus zero degrees and the deepest snow. A poem about womanhood and how the power of being is made more so with the essence of style and grace.
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