Flutter

 

She dreams of life with space and ease

Where she can live each day the way she wants to.

A dream she chases

Like the sun rays

breaking up as they

filter in through her open window,

A breath light,

fresh air

clean and pure,

Or a whisper, 

soft and gental,

like wings of a butterfly 

Some thing you

never quite reach.

But she wishes for all the time. 

~

Whelp, I'm back in the poetry swing.

Emily