Nje flutur bukuroshe qe i dukej vetja e pa rendesishme dhe pa ndonje vecanti, me ndihmen e zanes te insekteve nisi te shnderohej ne cka deshironte. Permes ndryshimeve te saj ajo kuptoi se nuk mund te ishte kurre e lumtur vecse kur ishte vetvetja."

This booklightens up the quiet light ofpoetryverse and the morning looks like crystal waterfalls, that they're running deeplyin the spirit, pleasing by the purple "meeting"with the waggish poetry."

Nje poeme qe permbledh dashurine e nje nene dhimbjen, gezimin perpunuar me thjesht fjalet e jetes