Butterfly Poem 3/doors
How many times do we shut doors,
Only to open them again
And take a peek,
Whilst others we must,
Bolt shut,
Others open briefly,
Others stay ajar,
I need you and you are not here.
I need him and neither is he,
Yet she remains,
And he remains,
Has returned,
And I welcome this,
A butterfly can fly through a tiny gap,
So leave that door ajar for me xxx
Nicola Beckett
Mon 18th Jun 2018 00:22
Thank you both x