A butterfly’s kiss

A butterfly flitted by my face today

Black or perhaps it was blue

Speckled – white circles on its wings

I moved away

Unsure of what flew

So close to me, it had made me blink

How long had I waited

for it- to feel like a flower

hallowed by a butterfly’s kiss

Disheartened was I

at my unpreparedness

when it came

My heart left to lament the miss

watched it fly away

before settling over wildflowers; at my feet

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15 comments

    1. True Robbie. We know it deep in our hearts, things that are bound for them but we can never be prepared enough. Thank you for writing back. Your insta posts and fb one liners have been cheering me.

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  1. Glad to see the imagery back. You need not lament, it is still there and there is a joy in watching it fly from flower to flower. The wild flowers and the butterfly are symbols of breaking free and returning to beauty of nature.

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