Fond Memory

Butterflies scurrying
Flashes of purple
In and out
Tattered wings flow
Scraping memory
 .
Flicking scale pink
Dash of blue
A silky ear
Petting
Looking down
Nothing
 .
Whiskers
Flicking
Into my heart
Drops
Blobs of blue
Like her eye
Falling
On the screen
 .
The butterfly
Wing rushes cheek
Water hits
Scales
Wash purple
On the skin
 .
Purple on white
Scurrying
My babies
My ratlets
Reflected in the drop
For a moment
Then
Gone
Yet again

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