Flutterby
I watched in amazement as he perched and preened on my flower,
his kaleidoscope wings glistening in the sun.
Crouching patiently, admiring the glory and beauty of the moment,
the sun warmed our very beings and made us one.
Several moments passed while we enjoyed each other's company,
the beauty of the morning,
the song in the air...
A soft breeze- airborne, and he started off!
I jumped to fallow and tripped... on...
...something... wha...?...
I looked up, and he was gone.
The flower was gone, too. Long dead,- soon after the sun had gone.
How long, I don't know. No telling.
No promise of return.
My eyes had been closed.
It was only a dream...
Tears silently fall to my pillow as I mourn what I never had.
Copyright © Barbara Koenke | Year Posted 2005
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