Little Gift

Poetry gives my heart wings
so it can fly to you.

It takes this inexpressible spirit of mirth
and sprinkles it like petals in the wind
a frenzy of colour
a dance of joy.

You can’t believe how happy it makes me
to see my little inspirations
reflected in your eyes.

You’ve tasted something
I thought only I could,
seen this light coming through me
a simple lantern
now glowing
rejoiced with me in this little gift,
the poem that came to me today
like a butterfly
to one sitting quietly enough
to hear its wings.