Pen and Paper

To trace the outline of my life,
I use a simple pen and paper.
Sometimes I use colors.
Sometimes black is good enough.

I do not share my insights.
My thoughts are deep and personal.
I grow stronger each time I write.

I did not find this door into my heart myself.
I merely emulate the experience of my forebears.
When they make a suggestion,
I listen to their guidance with care.

I long to live as if I were a butterfly.
I could be carried away on the wind.
As I come close to a flower,
I will be filled with love.
The aroma from the petals lifts me up.
I would land softly and enjoy the day.

W. Wayne B.

Poetry book: Eyes of Hope

Follow me on Twitter: @wsmith1989

© 2017 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Monarch Butterfly. By Peter Miller [Image license]

About William Wayne Smith

I'm a poet, library fan and maker.
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