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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required ~ Beyond the chipped paint and tarnished handle of this old screen door once waited a garden, a winding path of stone and dirt I had walked many times in my life that led to a place of wondrous beauty, poetic blooms and intoxicating fragrances Merely stepping beneath the Jasmine covered arbor lifted spirits and illumined hope that all was right, and the butterflies, oh the butterflies, winged effervescence in sapphire, indigo, tangerine and lemon butter yellows floated from flower to flower creating the most wonderful dancing rainbow for the eye I still smile when I hear those old rusted hinges squeak and I feel that fresh air meet my face For those memories linger in my mind, as now I find the path overgrown, the arbor splintered and fallen, the vibrant garden a mass of weed and vine strangling the beauty that once flourished And I understand, life changes…slowly, each of us deteriorate within time’s grasp, returning to where we began, covered in lawn and dew beginning anew or to be forgotten… an occasional thought that passes down another path of another life Now as I stand gazing at what once was, a tear finds my cheek, meandering over these wrinkles gathering in the corner of my mouth…salty yet it is not the garden nor the whimsical path that collects in my mind…it is the butterflies, oh how I miss the butterflies… ~ An older piece but I figured since it seemed to be butterfly day around here, I’d post it. : )
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