Posted in Butterfly Cinquain, July 2019

A Leaf in Summer

Brown dried up leaf in summer

Out of place?

Out of season?

A misfit in my path?

Or a reminder sent by God?

A note

To awaken me to count the days,

Wasting not a moment?

“Redeem the time”

He says.

Butterfly Cinquain

“Even in our best shape we are a brittle piece of mortality. Your life is a breath, don’t waste it.” —LeCrae