Hattie Butterworth

A Curiosity

A curiosity comes

And then it goes as soon as I realize

All I’m curious about has less than an explanation

No one knows what I desire to know

It’s not for me to ask what or how or why

It’s for me to do great, live well

Then die.IMG_1457

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