Love Letter from a Dandelion to the Butterfly
Butterfly, dancing in the breeze,
You fly, only yourself to please,
Flutter, each boom to tease,
Carry on your dance at your ease.
You kiss each one, each open bloom,
That for you are open, making room,
Alas, I was closed, as if a tomb,
Never to cradle you as if a womb.
And so you flew to the garden where you were from,
Among other butterflies beautiful who from there come,
Prehaps I someday will meet and kiss some,
As I the plant, sway in the breeze here, numb.