Today’s Gift
Aug 22, 2017 · 1 min read
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 .


