Yellow winged fairy
perched gently on buttercups
delicate beauty.
Loveliness knows not
the emotions it evokes
like butterfly wings.
We watched a swallowtail yesterday evening. It was engaged in a frolic we could not understand, flirting with drops of water remaining after a thunderstorm.
The darned thing was lovely in every sense of the word–brilliantly yellow, graced with wispy wings edged in black, graceful in flight–yet completely oblivious to our admiration, and unaware of its own beauty.
Don’t forget, we are all beautiful. You are beautiful.
Peace, people!
Praying for Eyebrowz 
… And thank you for adding a little bit of loveliness to my day with this post! The thoughts in it are sweet and uplifting and the picture is delightful 😍
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I’m so glad you liked it!
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That is such a beautiful description! I would think the nice thing about being a butterfly would be that you wouldn’t worry if you were beautiful or not…you would just flit around without a care.
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I’ve known people who can do this. I’ve always been amazed by that ability.
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I envy that ability.
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