Flight of Fancy



Flight of Fancy

By bluZ

(Copyright 11/14/2016)


A new, New Years came;

That new, New Years went.

Another year spent

Just paying the rent.


Day Two was her birthday,

‘N she felt that a change …

A more hopeful spirit …

Had come into range.


In a tub of rose petals

With a fistful of Dom,

And a mind growing calm,

An idea was bubbling.

The old way was crumbling.


A grand butterfly

Of burnt silver ‘n gold

On her fourth finger

Would hover and linger.


Then flit in the light

That caught it just right.

What a sight to behold …

What a sight to behold.


With black diamond eyes

And subtle red specks,

 It would soar to the skies

Never loosing a cry.


But fixed to her finger

It ever would be.

Its own freedom captured

To set her heart free …

To set her heart free.


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