The beauty of a worm

remembrancer


I wonder if butterflies ever miss their former self

The sturdy roundness of their skin

Their steady progress towards fullfillment

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I wonder if they mourn that their colorful wings can't be stroked

Or regret the danger of flying

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I wonder if the progress we make must always walk hand in hand with sacrifice

And how to reconcile my joy at moving forward with the loss of what is left behind


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Robert Quick

Robert Quick

Beautiful. As usual I find myself wishing that you sent your poetry to places where more I eyes can see it, more people can read it.

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