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written by: Lynne Reeder



when i think of my grandmother's skin,
i am reminded of a chrysalis
growing softer and thin as paper
so the butterfly waiting inside
can burst from the vessel
which has nurtured it patiently
while the wings finished and
the beautiful creature realized
it was ready to leave
everything known

Lynne Reeder

Lynne Reeder

Lynne Reeder is a teacher, mother, and writer. Her works have appeared in Mothers Always Write, Her Heart Poetry, The Soapbox Official, By Me Poetry, Genre Urban Arts, and will be included in upcoming anthologies by Winterwolf Press and The Paragon Journal. She finds inspiration in the everyday infinite. Found Between the Lines, her book of erasure poems and paired short stories, is now available through Amazon.
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