The Butterfly
The butterfly...
It was the most beautiful thing ive ever seen..
It had wings that were stronger than a bull...
It had such vibrant colors...
The reds and blues and oranges.....
I felt as if I had my own special rainbow....
It fluttered in my hand
Walking on my hand like a feather..
I found a new friend.....
I put it in a jar
And one day I saw it and it looked sad...
The butterfly missed its wonderful world...
I was sad I let it go
And it fluttered on my cheek as if it gave me a huge kiss
Bye little friend......
Copyright © Petruce Jean Charles | Year Posted 2012
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