Certain birds do it for me. Certain butterflies as well. The swallowtail ranks up there.
First swallowtail
Of the year.
It even flew
In front of my eyes
So I wouldn’t miss it.
It seemed it knew
I needed
A swallowtail sighting
To make the day
To make the week
To make the month
Somehow complete,
Somehow
More full.
Butterflies
Can do that.
Sometimes they must fly
Right by
Our eyes
A flash of yellow.
There
They say
Now you’ve got it.
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