Hello, Moth!
You here again?
Well, not the original,
One of your kin.
You never attack,
Just flutter a face,
Wending along
The path that you take.
I’m older myself,
Paths waste away,
I welcome your help,
I’m weary of days.
Goodbye moth,
You’re gone again.
Not the original,
One of its kin.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 8/21/09
Love this.
John
huts
an old moth