My New Friend



The butterfly follows me

when I walk,

perches near my seat,

leans forward when I speak

and hovers around

when I sleep


Is he a friend, a confidante?

or a curious bystander?

If he had an ability to converse

or I had the talent of perception,

there would have been a lovely new song

now for you

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