The Day We Met

By John Delonas

Did you think I could forget
That yesterday
Different than forever?
Why the 24-hour life
Of the Butterfly
Over the warm grassy way,
Is more precious than
All the years passing by,
Trailing in tatters
The glory of that day.

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