a short poem
It will always be somewhere
Floating around in space
Waiting for it's time
While praying for it's death
It has no choice in many matters
Where it goes
How it gets there
Or if it ever will
It was once a butterfly
Now back in a cocoon
Dreaming of spreading it's wings once again
Trying to remember the last time it did
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
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