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 THE
MAYONNAISE JAR
While playing in a garden
the little boy did find
a butterfly of such beauty
he was compelled
to provide a home,
for his special find.
A mayonnaise jar,
label long washed off
a few holes punched
neatly in the lid,
He placed his pretty treasure
tenderly inside.
Going to sleep happily
he had not one clue
that while he slept
the sleep of innocents
his pretty butterfly had died.
When he awakened
to look in on his butterfly
he was struck by the horror
of seeing his dead treasure
and knowing in his heart,
it hadn't had to die.
Tears of guilt flowed free
as he ran to show his mother
"Don't cry so hard, son"
Mother said as mothers often do
"let this be a lesson to be learned
Beauty belongs to all of us
Not to be imprisoned by another"
Mother's words stayed with him,
as he grew into a man.
He lived his life in kindness
growing strong and secure
in his own life's Divine plan.
The only thing he was missing
was the love of a woman in his life,
When one day he did chance to meet her,
he decided then and there
she would soon become his wife.
He took her from the quiet fields,
and planted her in a penthouse
above the city streets.
She gave him love
in her gentle way
but he began to notice
she seemed so far away.
Her eyes looked over miles
Cutting through time and space.
The faint glitter in her eyes
of unshed tears
mourned her quiet place.
Remembering his butterfly
he gently held his love
and gave her the gift
love never wants to give.
He kissed her gently
fought back the urge to cry.
as he bid her farewell he knew
he had given back the life
of his beloved butterfly.
by
©Linda Peregory
©2005
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