Butterflies Are Free
Butterflies Are Free…
(For Karma Nurisha Wa Kupenda)
I touched a butterfly;
It flew away
Free:
Soaring
Into the gentle breeze.
Through the prism of my tears,
Rainbows caressed the skies:
I miss you
And cherish
The cocooned years.
Copyright © Millard Lowe | Year Posted 2016
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