Wednesday, December 27, 2017


A girl I once knew
Stood at a crossroads
Ever quite unsure
Mournful of a life
And choices not hers
Desperate to fly
As the butterfly
Blessed with new meaning
Yesterday long gone
A blossom unfurled
Glorious in the Sun
Without pause she faces
The way she will go
Never looking back
Sure, in what she knows


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