Driving Question

by Joan

I just have to ask,

bright butterfly, why you crossed

my path today?

Is there some deep meaning here

of nectar waiting

to be tasted?

Or was it simply that you heard

flowers were sweeter across the road?

                                                                                                               JDG

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4 comments on “Driving Question”

  1. Glenda Kotchish's avatar Glenda Kotchish says:
    August 16, 2016 at 12:54 am

    I really like this one, Joan. Glenda

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  2. shahrazadofshalott's avatar Light from fire says:
    August 16, 2016 at 12:09 am

    I have asked myself this question before. It sort of stays with you, in a peacefully haunting way.

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