Butterfly
A butterfly landed on my thumb,
visiting for half an hour.
It drew from me my perspiration,
and I some passing inspiration,
that we may be brave, and fierce, and strong,
yet gentle enough, for butterflies, to graze upon.
. for public domain
Copyright © William Coyne | Year Posted 2022
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