Quietly, with no warning,
the butterfly arrives in our world.
It graces us with it's beauty
for but a few seconds,
making us yearn to fly with it.
Then... just as our dreams take flight,
we watch with sadness
as the butterfly leaves,
and continues on it's way...
It will stop in another place
on another day....
and if only for a few precious moments,
it will make another yearn to fly.
Copyright 1999-2001
Janet Nix
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