sunnuntai 24. tammikuuta 2016

White butterflies

Fly, white butterflies, out to sea,
Frail, pale wings for the wind to try,
Small white wings that we scarce can see,

Some fly light as a laugh of glee,
Some fly soft as a long, low sigh;
All to the haven where each would be,

Algernon Charles Swinburne