Wes Thompson - Trinket Heart

they say everyone
has a gaurdian
angel
and I think that I may
have caught a glimpse
of mine today
as the sun was drying
flowers from the down pour
a purple butterfly
helped kiss away the rain drops
and the light
twinkling
on it's flapping wings
resembled a distant star
beautiful and impractical
unattainable in the morning sky
and this to me
was all
that I could hope to
ever understand
for what is dew
without rose petals to lay upon?

Wes Thompson

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