Hope is the thing with feathers

— Emily Dickinson

I thought I saw a butterfly—

open-winged & lofting on 

a pleasant purple bloom, 

sunning itself in the early

afternoon, but little did I care

it was but a petal, fluttering,

flirting, inviting me to stay

and soak in the beauty,

content in knowing

that dancing flowers

and grateful humans

all have wings to fly.

—C.L. Fisher, March 2023

Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.

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