Butterfly

I want to be like that
pl’palwícyaʔ Butterfly
That knows it’s way
from way down south
To north Okanagan
To me
From some where
Some land we once knew
Before it broke in two
I remember you
Not from photo or book
But by story
That sings from my soul
I know you
Instinct draws a path so clear
Every moment accounted for
Every flower registered
Every kilometer clocked
With ever beating consistancy
A monarch
Queen of butterflies
I want to be
Sent wirelessly from my BlackBerry device on the Bell network. Envoyé sans fil par mon terminal mobile BlackBerry sur le réseau de Bell.

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