Don't keep feeding them
teach them to fish.
While some just sit there
sit there and wish.
Some curse the darkness
or wish upon a star.
While others have their dreams
trapped in a jar.
Wishing on moonbeams
and hoping for luck.
And what'll you get?
You'll get butterfly dust.
Copyright © 1999 T. J. Daniels


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