Winged creatures,
So fragile,
So powerful.
Flitting with purpose.
A welcomed dust.
A dust to bring forth life.
If you aren’t a help,
What exactly are you?
That is the question.
What exactly are you?
Do you, too, leave behind remnants?
Are they sweet?
Are they essential?
Or do you leave behind something else?
Something else entirely.
Poem by Amberly Kristen Clowe
Amberly Kristen Clowe is at home with a cup of coffee and a pastry. She lives in Houston with her family, who just so happens to share her same zest for life. Amberly adores writing and teaching, and she hopes to learn at least one zany thing every day. You can find out more about Amberly at www.amberlykristenclowe.com.