The Gift

"May I recommend something?"

He face folded in origami wrinkles 

asked brightening 

As he reached toward the gleaming cabinet

Opened its doors and from the recessed shelter

Pulled the delicate thing into sturdy studied hands

"A perfect gift for love "

And there on a fan of emerald fern

Posed a perfect butterfly translucent

Wings shirring shimmered rainbows 

"It is not peanuts I know

The cost is dear but

I will guide you in it's care

And the score that will be 

released will lift 

you to soar forever more"