Butterfly Dreams

Saturday The day she rewrote herself No more sad songs With livelier tunes she sings along She has welcomed the call of opposites When she wishes to be alone she calls a friend If she is sad she tries on happy At first a game of pretend She changes her hair Relishes how the young men stare Subtle differences from the outside in She knows all things have to begin One step at a time Rewritten line by line This all feels like a Dream The changes pick up steam She now looks in the mirror She's not confronted by fear She doesn't look away Her life has become OK Not a simple chore But this woman wanted more Tired of waiting Locked behind a dark door That was not the life She had been made for That other her Has gone away Endless night Exchanged for day Reality from imagination The person she is was there She may not have known Yet others were aware Butterfly wings Beauty redefined Etched in bright colors Spread out with her mind Dedicated to Colleen I choose not to mention the contest because judging is very personal. I feel it was worth higher than a HM, I received 13 comments and a 7 rating.