Metered Poetry

Minutes to Miles

Could I but stretch
these minutes into miles
and watch the butterflies 
dance upon the wind, 
as birds do whirl 
happily down the aisle
amongst the gleeful shouts
of all their kin, 
I do believe I’d lay here for a while
and never need sleep again. 

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