In a window pane
A butterfly fluttered his paper
Wings in vain
Trying to reach the roses beyond
The garden lane
But if those tiny wings can
Cause some great effect
To move the wind or mountain
That no science can detect
Then perhaps I too might fly from
The gardens of my own neglect.
Author Bio:
I was born in Walton-on-Thames, England in 1945, graduated from San Diego State University in 1977 BA in Philosophy, have been an educator most of my life and currently a high school teacher (soon to retire) in Tampa Bay where I live with my wife, Elba.