we keep the flower thoughts to ourselves she thought
not to expose them to the wind where peach breaks off
in the orchards of the sky
lest we fly, too, all butterfly away too suddenly
beyond the day, the afternoons the evenings of no longer.
she dressed in tulle
she thought it should always be that way,
in sequined slippers on a distant stage
wasn't she the very face of light
fly off fly off we cried all butterfly ships away
we cried on a certain day
when all the petals on the bough
just slipped away
mary angela douglas 12 may 2018
not to expose them to the wind where peach breaks off
in the orchards of the sky
lest we fly, too, all butterfly away too suddenly
beyond the day, the afternoons the evenings of no longer.
she dressed in tulle
she thought it should always be that way,
in sequined slippers on a distant stage
wasn't she the very face of light
fly off fly off we cried all butterfly ships away
we cried on a certain day
when all the petals on the bough
just slipped away
mary angela douglas 12 may 2018
