Larkin

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Are you saying my fancy flits like a butterfly?
From flower to flower,
Never waiting nor wanting more than a sip,
Lest I want to stay a while,
And find what I most long for,
A place to call home,
A place where my heart could rest,
And a place where my soul could settle,
And my imagination run wild and free,
And be...
...Only Happy...