Black Butterfly
Beloved, I’m just the messenger
Lovely, this message only for thee
After conversing with the trees
Considered heeding of your pleas
Know this proffer is not temporary
But lay claim for eternity
Under the trees green canopies
Teeming with magical mystery
Tethered to the strong tree roots
Eternally engulfed in the forest and among the green
Roaming between the branches
Floating through the tall grasses
Laying along the riverbank shores
Yearning for the bustling city no more
Copyright © Adrianne Short | Year Posted 2020
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