Seven months &
Two days
since…
Nothing really makes sense,
does it? Didn’t then,
doesn’t now!
Life just goes on until it doesn’t.
Like the envy of a caterpillar
for the beauty of a butterfly.
Seven months &
Two days
since…
Nothing really makes sense,
does it? Didn’t then,
doesn’t now!
Life just goes on until it doesn’t.
Like the envy of a caterpillar
for the beauty of a butterfly.
Words Of An Average White Male 
The ending reminded me of a quote I saw on an old stone bench… “without change, there would be no butterflies”
if we can just push past the confusion, maybe it’ll all make sense.
Btw, your writing is beautiful!
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Thank you! It’s much appreciated • and yes, there are always good finds on old bench’s!
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