Butterfly Kiss

Bonnie Reeder, Third Place

Does a butterfly have memories, prior their maiden flight? When they soar above a caterpillar Does nostalgia reach their height?

Do they long to feel the grass again Tickle across their legs? Or regret the crisis of cocoon that altered their vantage?

Do they ponder when they lay their eggs With a wise but wistful wish? Or flitting past a caterpillar, Freely, blow a kiss?