The Butterfly

Image courtesy of tattoartanddesigns.blogspot.com

Image courtesy of tattoartanddesigns.blogspot.com

She had a butterfly tattooed on her back
Blue and purples vibrant against the earthiness of skin
Said it symbolized the start of her new life
And I wondered if I’d be part of it
She said it reminded her that she can fly
And I sat mute because I hadn’t realized that she’d forgotten
Her face, faintly frowning
Eyes, darkening in remembered pain
Hands, small and sturdy
were resting in mine when I spoke

Mom, it’s beautiful.

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