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“Chasing Butterflies”
Smooth wooden handle
Netting tattered, frayed
Flick er ing candle
Fleeting sun-touched ray
Wings golden honey
Lucent not opaque
Flutter toward sunny
Shadows on the lake
Step into frigid
Useless net in hand
Body cold rigid
Hour glass missing sand
Mason jar open
Tempting sugar treat
Praying an hope’ in
Come in take a seat
Wait, he is coming
Ready with my net
Swish, miss it’s numbing
I begin to fret
Run around around
Too soon out of breadth
Nowhere to be found
Left with only death
Sit sob primal scream
Exhausted, now breathe
Feel his gentle beam
His light does not leave
Whispers soft spoken
Smiles his gently way
You are not broken
Believe when I say
Our minds are entwined
Our footsteps in sync
Our paths are aligned
Our lives ever linked
Look for the starfish
Lying on the shore
Stars without a wish
Hopeless, tattered, tore
Come ‘on get moving
We have lives to save
Walt’s Waltz’s is grooving
Three beats on a stave
So this is my answer
Echoes to my heart
Butterfly dancer
You’re my light in dark
~ susan fischer crooks
