January 2017
Martin Willitts Jr
mwillitts01@yahoo.com
I am a retired Librarian who cannot stand to be retired. I make paper cutouts in between volunteering, and some of my paper cutouts have been on book covers.  I am a storyteller who tells fairy tales, myths, and children's stories from memory. 

Surrender

 
season after heartbreak season
a curtain of butterflies lift
from milkweed
like a cotton dress
fluttering on a wash line

they turn
like a steering wheel
into the direction of dreams
tracing the contour of wind
heading to where
we cannot go
©2016 Martin Willitts Jr
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