Some Day
Whenever a papery butterfly
alights on a sweet scented bloom,
a rainbow arcs over the desert,
and there's a smile on the face of the moon
When the tiger bee sips from the chalice
of a perfectly formed daffodil,
spring instantly turns into summer,
and the sea becomes perfectly still
When the gentle dove glides over rivers
that mirror his wings like a twin,
the rattle of guns promptly ceases,
and real peace can surely begin
Copyright © Kaye Locke | Year Posted 2014
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