Friday, April 17, 2015

Butterflies Around the Moon

Someones praying tonight
I hear their sighs
Their words like butterflys
Around the moon

Someone is playing their
Old stand up piano
For the last time
Before they leave it
In the golden field
The June bugs to play it with
Their June bug toes

The sounds of dreams
Waking up in the night
To realize
The prayer wasn't for the child
But for me

The sound of keys
As I walk out the door
One more time
To do something
I pray for

I just can't shake
The sound of my voice
Asking for one more wish
One more dream coming true
And then praying
For someone I've never met

My words butterflies
Around the moon

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