Poem uploaded 17th September 2014

beaming butterflies
left out
the light house shone
fleshing out light
a sigh
high in the air.
you flew
drawing a line in the sky
where over-wings grew
you kept darkness at bay
always near dimming
dont succumb to the night
it will only take
from what you knew
little pebble
left in the carrier bag
lets watch the waves
and decide then what to do.

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