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April

For Whom it Shines

          For Whom it Shines The moon is for the poet, To know it, To bestow it, To crow it. ~ Daniel F Mitchell        

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April

I’m a Butterfly

          I’m a Butterfly   I’m a butterfly. I don’t know why. From flower to flower I flitter and fly. Each bloom I kiss; each nectar I try. I drink my fill then float on by. I’m a butterfly Till the day I die.   ~ Daniel F Mitchell     […]