She hath wings

Learning to soar above life's storms

Butterfly remembers the flowers of home
Flits among shades and familiar scents
Pauses to drink the loveliness in
A strong gust blows it away
Days of confusion, searching- hoping
Peril and a broken wing-
Crawling back to comfort once more
The night turns into dawn

©️ M. Patterson 30.11.25

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