Day after simple day
I hear whispering
on the wings of butterflies
fluttering by
to rest.
Every flit of fragility
sings to the little flowers,
through fading days
hear us say,
We will settle, still to be
the beauty you will always see.
Vale to John Prine who passed away
in Nashville, Tennessee USA on April 7, 2020
Country folk singer-songwriter
Country folk singer-songwriter
Taking A Walk
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