I wrote a butterfly poem… and I think I kept my man-card intact.
Oh butterfly,
You caught my eye,
One bright and windy day.
I sit and stare.
I doubt you care.
With each step, how you wave.
What bright and vibrant colors.
What art in your design.
It seems a shame that you will spend,
Your life on that behind.
Wait for it…..
Growing older with silliness, high spirits and a lot of heart.
comfort and joy from my home to yours
Visit the shore from your computer
True tales over 50
Prose, Short Stories, and Other Writings
by Tookii
My dream like musings,fears and fantasies whilst awake. Food for thought is a godsend.
poet and author of The Light in the Cave
Underdaddy 
Hahahahaha 🙂
I love it!
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Everyone should have one.
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