Wednesday, March 29, 2017

Mayfly’s Valentine

More than forty years ago today
A mayfly landed on my knee
Greenish opalescent fluttering heart
Of some passing thought stopped
To stare at me
I waited and watched
The quiet momentous thing
And now he’s returned
To see who’s changed
Who’s maintained
His sense of balance
All these years still ready
To mate and die in a day
Some call it a lifetime
But this time he doesn’t
Stop to stay

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