Arts & Literature
The Butterfly (a poem) by Kitty Ivey
I have always admired the creatures who can ” wing it” in life. Flight of birds and butterflies are so graceful and free. Matter of fact, long before I lost my mobility with “Progressive MS”, I could have written the “Butterfly Song” and expressed my love of high flight.
There came the day, I realized that I just wasn’t going to ever walk again and move about freely. My walking, is done with assistance of a “walker,” I can only walk short distances, due to my fatigue symptom of MS. When I leave the house, it is the wheelchair, that I use.
Yes, yes and then again yes, you do long to be free. The poem speaks to the feeling.