SUSAN
O’REILLY
TIME FLUTTERS BY
She calls it a flutterby
says it makes more sense
than butterfly
a serious deep-thinking
five
keeps my imagination
alive
On a bright summers day
she wanted to know did
cars wear sunblock
I told her yes and
invisible umbrellas
she laughs at me
incredulous
She’s growing day by day
sometimes I watch in
dismay
her cute innocence I
love
a gift sent from above
I hate that saying just
started to smell herself
but thats exactly whats
happening
no pretty way to say it
moodiness growing with
her tits
She herself is turning
into a butterfly
pretty makeup and
jewelled wings
I watch as she flutters
by
my conversation to her
no longer sings
I miss that little girl
her finger giving my
hair a swirl
I’m now the grumpy aul
aunt
the only answer these
days “sorry can’t”
She’s the niece I’ll
always adore
the daughter I never had
my jealousy comes to the
fore
as I see her hugging her
dad
Its time for me to move
on
to get a new obsession
she’s grown out of aunty
Sue
today, right now, I feel
so blue
SUSAN O’REILLY
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