Metulj

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Ko bosa teče preko travnikov,

se njeno srce spremeni v metulja,

ki leta s cveta na cvet

in se hrani z nektarjem

sladkih spominov.

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4 Responses to Metulj

  1. Sabina says:

    Meni najlepši travnik. In tvoje vrstice… čudovito!!!!

  2. janez says:

    in srečen metulj, ki ima tako čudovite travnike

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