A tribute to a lonely butterfly (a poem by firstcomet):

Here I am all alone by myself;
With only the quiet now by my side
And it makes me feel alright!

Those back and shoulders that were so tight
Start to relax and grow wide
And my worries begin to subside

The city framed by the window sash
The distance portrait of a forgotten brash
The dance of the curtain on the wall
And my response: a spontaneous sprawl!

Suddenly I see a little fly who came by to say Hi
I can tell she was flying for a while
I would say for at least a quarter of a mile

But then quickly she turns around and says good-by!
I wonder why she bothered to stop-by?
In a blink of an eye I jump and grab her by the thigh
Out of the window, the garden flowers and the blue sky
Good-bye my friend, the lonely butterfly!