I love grocery store flower bouquets. They come with interesting names like Celebration, or Surprise. The last bouquet came with a green butterfly on a wire. Now it is the only thing in the flower vase. A reminder.
The only thing left
Of the surprise bouquet
Is the butterfly.
The roses, deep yellow,
The gerbera daisies, splinted straight,
They have all made their way to mulch.
(It came with the surprise)
Stays wired, still sways in the vase.
It reminds me
Of the bouquet,
Unlikely green butterfly,
Reminiscent of nothing identifiable
To those with butterfly knowledge.
A reminder of all
Over and over again.