There is a dead fly
On my windowsill,
He's been there for some time.
I refuse to move him.
I refuse to let others
clean him away.
He died, you see, on a day significant to me.
I doubt he chose that spot to die,
And even if he did, 'twas not for my benefit.
Nevertheless, he has something to teach me,
About moments, and moving on,
And striking a balance between good housekeeping,
and philosophical thought.
Oct 27, 2013
Oct 27, 2013 at 7:03 PM UTC
There is a dead fly
On my windowsill,
He's been there for some time.
I refuse to move him.
I refuse to let others
clean him away.
He died, you see, on a day significant to me.
I doubt he chose that spot to die,
And even if he did, 'twas not for my benefit.
Nevertheless, he has something to teach me,
About moments, and moving on,
And striking a balance between good housekeeping,
and philosophical thought.
