They Pause in Mid-Flight

Regina Puckett

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They Pause in Mid-Flight

Regina Puckett

I play with around with words and toy with thoughts

Searching the world for something that can’t be caught

They’re like buzzing bees and fairies in the blackest night

I can feel them brush by me, as they pause in mid-flight

What I wouldn’t give for them to tarry for a moment in time

If I lingered in their ephemeral presence, I would find a rhyme

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