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The lousing up
of a dream that used to be
now gone
We grabbed on
with closed hands
and almost crushed its wings
It no longer
flies to us
Now it takes nectar
from other flowers
in life's paradise
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you defined jealousy so very well...I too have let it ruin a perfectly good relationship. Once again you wrote a true-to-life poem I can easily relate to.
Good question to pose. And a good answer, the thought that relationships are as tender as butterflies is touching and so true.
thanks for sharing.
I would try to seperate the lines a little differently to make it flow a little more easily. but thats jmo..
