The Right Zephyr

For Frieda.

Butterfly, wings scarred and damaged,
Clings and waits, 
Knowing the right zephyr will come,
So she can fly again.

Reviews

[Frieda P]

Oh Mark, you've done it, gone and tugged at my heartstrings, smiling here, thanks so much, this is so sweet and tender, I love it. I'd do the happy dance but I can hardly see through the mist. *Sigh*

[Mark]

Thanks dear lady. Glad you liked :)

[Frieda P]

Did I say like, I LOVE it. :-)

[Jack...]

Perfect Mark...someone is going to love this...besides me. :)

[Mark]

Thanks Jack! :)