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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required HALF-EMPTY BUTTERCUPS There was a time of kicked-back comfort and laid-back ease Times when both butterflies and buttercups were ever blessed by a breeze Days when wings were anointed and petals pointed to the sky Times with the assurance that neither butterflies nor buttercups ever die It was a time which convinced me that kids such as I could actually fly Back when all I needed was a set of swings to get me high But swing sets of steel rust and corrupted metal caustically corrodes And even innocent and tiny tadpoles turn into poisonous toads Then came a time when swings didn’t get me quite high enough So I turned to substances that warned me yet I called their bluff It was a time akin to aching actualities and wretched realities When beautiful butterflies and buttercups sustained scathing casualties It was a time when jumping rope brought hope and childhood’s pure delight And I never sweated no matter how heated the sun became nor how very bright I needed not to find shade that made me subservient to laughter’s lovely sound Laughing was my only prerequisite need when the fact of a fantasy was finally found Suddenly a sacramental sun became a consistently malicious moon Malevolent nights and evenings that got even with me arrived too soon A breeze became a winter’s wind that made ease Mother Nature’s greatest lie When I discovered that children grow old and buttercups and butterflies do eventually die © 2012........PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
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