Gently

Trust like gold leaf,
But more fragile
And more valuable.
Not by materialistic standard,
But by one
Who has had it broken.
Lies and deception
Its destructor.
Building it up again,
Like taping
The wing of a butterfly.
It will never fly again.
But there can be hope
To trust once more.
Slowly, gently and patiently.

Debbie Gravett © 2016.09.26

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