Butter-flight

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                            For Mama

Butterfly, take butter-flight
Far away till 
a new, fair day.
I’ll see you soon, 
when spring flowers bloom
And love you at once.
Our paths will cross,
When breathing stops,
So, till then, my friend,
You must transcend,
The complexities of being.
My darling girl, 
My gorgeous pearl.
It needn’t be complicated,
With life you must be satiated,
So, butterfly, flutter by
Till we meet again.

©2021 Poppy B. Humble

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