Butterfly Dust Poem by T.J. Daniels

Butterfly Dust



Don't keep feeding them
teach them to fish.

While some just sit there
sit there and wish.

Some curse the darkness
or wish upon a star.

While others have their dreams
trapped in a jar.

Wishing on moonbeams
and hoping for luck.

And what'll you get?

You'll get butterfly dust.


(1999)

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