Fanny To John K.
I have put down the needle
and picked up the pen.
I have transformed myself
and now live again.
Just like the butterfly
leaves the cocoon,
I'll explore the earth,
the sea, the moon.
But in the recesses of
my current mind
I know that somehow
I shall find
just how to reach you
with my pen.
And you, my love
will live again.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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