Gregory Richard Barden Poet Rhyme

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A Small Thing

I’ve wasted, full, my share of bliss
      not near my quota - court or kiss …
         but should I earn one passing wish
   quite selfish, I would make it this -

let my last breath be ‘nough to fling
      one butterfly - high ‘neath its wings
         how sweetly would that flutter sing -
   of me … of life … quite everything!









Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, March 14, 2023

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Timothy Ray March 30, 2023 at 6:34 PM absolutely delightful and has such visuals....loved it

Daniel Turner March 15, 2023 at 6:41 AM Were you by chance a philosophy major? Sweet write my friend. Great to see you still posting. Be well, Bard:)

Joanna Daniel March 15, 2023 at 6:31 AM Sweet wish, Greg:)

Regina Mcintosh March 15, 2023 at 12:52 AM Love this. Beautiful. love butterflies. God bless you. love, Gina