Been long since the butterfly had fluttered my way

In a little cocoon she seemed to lay hidden away

But at long last I spotted her today

By a small garden, in the middle of day

Still as graceful as I remembered the butterfly to be

Still a picture of unfettered beauty

I sat near and smiled with unabashed glee

That stemmed from the benefit of such jocund company

A bitter sweet nectar we feasted upon

As the mist of conversation was switched on

Reminiscing flights in times bygone

Dreaming of those we’ll make in tomorrow’s beautiful dawn

And the moments piled as hours passed by

Life’s turbulence that the afternoon did belie

Yet soon enough reality and evening drew nigh

As I stood and watched her flit away again, that flittering, fluttering butterfly…