© Copyright Fiona Kendall, 2006
Butterflies flutter,
hearts do too,
plans come and go,
dreams do come true.
Matters of your once shattered heart,
rise to the surface,
you wonder,
how did this start?
Right time,
same place,
when we came,
face to face.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
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