BUTTERFLY DREAMS

butterflies fade
drift to the ground
cold nights
brisk days
void of sound

fragile wings
a beauty to me
lie beneath a barren tree
soon to be covered 
by gentle snow
giving rest 
as chill winds blow

contentment found 
in endless night
butterfly dreams 
at last aflight 

© 1997 Judy Anne 

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