The Butterfly and the Rose

Like a beautiful butterfly fluttering through life without a worry Alighting among the wildflower passing in a flurry hungary at heart for the nectar of something new A free spirit in seek of love, fresh as the mornings dew When upon the twilight of dawns fading hour This butterfly happened upon a new type of flower It's sweet earthly aroma, enticed her with warmth As it's soft crimson petals, decieved her it's worth Fooled by the illusion that this flower adorn Little did she know, beneith this rose lay a thorn This butterfly danced with this rose within bloom To a melody so sweet, composed of destine doom As she spread her wings in joy of this find Like the Devil with a dagger, a thorn pierced her side Startled from the pain of truth gripping her heart A second unseen thorn gouged her wing and ripped it apart Blinded by the beauty of the rose's masquerade A beautiful butterfly marred, never to fly graceful another day...