Invasion

Watching butterflies drop out of the sky
I wonder where they come from, the white ones,
appearing by the dozens, bewildered,
surprised of their own fate, these newcomers
to the already tired flowers
that know better than to rejoice.
How long, we think, how long will they last.

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Comments on: "Invasion" (5)

  1. I liked that, Ina, a good perspective πŸ™‚

  2. whiter, but lesser brides
    than mayflies.

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