To Hear Butterflies Sing

I don’t want to see killing.
I don’t want to touch blood.
I don’t want to hear suffering.
I don’t want to smell dirt.
I don’t want to taste rot.
I want to see kids playing in their yards.
I want to taste spaghetti.
I want to smell flowers.
I want to touch the clouds.
I want to hear butterflies sing.

By Daniel, 6th grade
[photo by Creativity+ Timothy K Hamilton]

Posted by Kristina McDonald. Categories: animal, inspiration, nature, poetry, student, writers in the schools. Tags: hope poem, poem with senses. 7 Comments

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Christu on February 26, 2009 at 9:39 am said:

lovely poem, i want to hear butterflies sing too

well done

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Stan ski on February 26, 2009 at 7:34 pm said:

You want to be free – so do I.

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Tumblewords on February 26, 2009 at 8:19 pm said:

I’m with you, Daniel. Great!!

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Sweet Talking Guy.. on February 27, 2009 at 5:05 am said:

Hi Kristina, love Daniel’s poem especially the line ‘I want to taste spaghetti.’

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Melanie-bd on February 27, 2009 at 10:38 am said:

Oh how I wish to hear butterflies sing too. What a lovely image. Great Stuff.

love-bd

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Timothy Hamilton on April 19, 2010 at 10:54 am said:

Thank you for giving me attribution next to my photo, as required by my Creative Commons license.

Thank you, and thanks for using my photo.

In addition, flickr has a rule that there should be a link from the photo itself back to the original webpage of the photo on flickr.

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- Kristina McDonald on April 19, 2010 at 12:44 pm said:
  
  Thank you for bringing this to our attention Timothy. A link has been added to the picture.
  
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