Today’s Gift
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1 min readAug 22, 2017
It would have been a celebration
of twenty years.
There would have been red roses as always,
But, he isn’t,
and roses aren’t
but I am.
Nevertheless,
I find a gift awaiting my return home.
A kaleidoscope of fritillary butterflies
at least 3–4 dozen fluttering all about.
And I smile, knowing .