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Half a Wing - Half a Kid
School, softball,
stress: overwhelming.
Washed away with wads of worries,
I loiter in the butterfly vivarium, vaguely
comprehensive, entering the moist, tropical zone.
A child, smiling, skips senselessly behind me,
grasping onto his mother’s hand.
Life: so simple for the boy.
Life: so simple for the butterflies.
I find peace in the waterfall,
the lively sounds of the rich rainforest,
and the butterflies fluttering like a winter blizzard.
A dream: a kid again…worry free.
A dream: happiness…pure and long.
A butterfly tickles my nose, and flaps its wings.
A flashback: chasing fireflies in the backyard.
A flashback: belief of everlasting summer.
I’m the last one in the vivarium,
paralyzed by the simplicity,
and the youth of the zone.
I must keep my childhood
as one wing;
and adulthood,
as the other.
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