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Obituary of a moth

                               Arriving in Spring,
                               on milk powdered wings,
                               to the heat of a bulb,
                               if touched it would sting.
                               You bobbed and you weaved,
                               while taking your dings,
                               like a staggering drunk, 
                               or fighter in the ring.
                               Then a flash! and a zap!
                               you fell to the ground.
                               Moth knocked out for good,
                               in the 13th round.

                               Moth…4/02/2018 - 4/03/2018.
                               Was hatched, grew wings, 
                               headed to the nearest lightbulb,
                               and died.
                               Was a life long member of the
                               Knights of Columbus.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Date: 12/4/2018 5:00:00 AM
Then a flash! and a zap!/you fell to the ground. ////// wonderful poetical expression
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Charlie Knowlton
Date: 12/4/2018 5:45:00 AM
Thank you Mahtab for reading, liking, and responding.
Date: 4/11/2018 1:00:00 PM
LOL - what a delightfully entertaining and lovely poem, Charlie. Love it.
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Charlie Knowlton
Date: 4/12/2018 7:07:00 AM
Thank you for reading all my poems Line.