Poor butterfly!
Does it know –
its wings are broken
perhaps, it does not care
it flits from flower to flower
as good and joyful as any other
as long as it flies, gets its nectar
its life work’s done. Maybe, that’s all that matters.
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MY WALL 
i guess you’re right.
What a unique thought… Diane
regardless of our circumstances…just like that butterfly….smiles…
def a cool thought. happy sunday to you
Maybe we are like butterflies. Still fighting although it hurts sometimes.
Have a nice Sunday Imelda:)
This is a pretty poem! I always feel sad when I see butterflies with broken wings, but most of them seem to carry on just fine 🙂
Nature as teacher. Beatiful post.
lovely shots 🙂 and perhaps you’re right, maybe that’s all that truly matters ^^
I like that the butterfly is carefree even with broken wings. 🙂
Lovely post. Poignant poem. Excellent. Thanks for sharing.