Beauty in brevity

I wonder if we ever meet, 

The same butterfly twice.

To think that they revisit 

Is really rather nice.

But, I think that it’s unlikely,

As they live for only days,

To have even seen it, at all, 

Is a gift in many ways.

With a lifespan so short

And so much here to see, 

I feel rather privileged, 

That you came to visit me.

So when that flash of beauty,

Next flits past on gentle wings,

I will hold onto the joy and brevity

That each butterfly visit brings.

C.E. Coombes