Friday, August 13, 2010

Butterfly

I hold a butterfly,
Lit on my hand,
Watched it spread its wings,
Set it down,
Left on solid ground,
Don’t wanna miss,
States of bliss,
Wonderful kiss,
Temperatures right,
Jolts me tight,
Shakes my mind,
Makes me quiver,
Has me thinking,
Will I ever,
Walk that way
Straight and tall,
Or am I ever cursed,
Bent and small,
Don’t think so,
Cause I am Fenn,
Then Fennigan,
Back again,
Both are me,
Both see,
The top of this world,
Played out in front of me,
I just have to,
See into,
Butterfly…………
FenniganT 8.13.10

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