and now the bees come
in place of butterflies
–
and though they can sting
they’re still beautiful just the same
–
you were my greatest teacher
in the end
beating me down to dust
like the ash of those
who fell before me
at your grinding pressure
–
so it could be tested
whether I had the stuff
at middle age
to put myself back together
–
so thank you for forcing
what I told you I needed most –
a catalyst to move forward

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