Little Blue Butterfly

Why so blue my little butterfly is it because you cannot fly have they closed the windows on you dimmed your pretty shades of blue? Why do you perch along the ledge have you lost your nature hedge Are you waiting for the sun's allege for it to cause a little open wedge? Why do they trap you inside like this and take you away from your magic abyss Do they not know that your wings are amiss when they shut the world on you like this?
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Ricci Avatar
March 4, 2023 at 11:34 AM
Hello Mystic. I'm sorry its been so long since I turned to your page. I am a believer in butterflies and what they symbolize. May no butterfly of any kind be sad or held down, May they all have there wings as intended. This is beautiful and wonderful poetry. It was a pleasure turning to your page today. Thank you for sharing. May this day find you well. Enjoy the night and weekend along with poetrysoup. (smile)
Legros Kelley Avatar
March 2, 2023 at 8:13 PM
A sweet, yet sad little poem, with a heart-reaching message. <3
Buhagiar Avatar
March 1, 2023 at 2:21 AM
Cute poem, Vie. Such vision on an enclosed butterfly.
M  Avatar
February 28, 2023 at 11:33 PM
Aww that is such a sweet poem Rose….just lovely….Debx
Daniel Avatar
February 28, 2023 at 9:52 PM
Blue to the core and with a moral too, lovely poem, Vie:)
Rolland Avatar
February 28, 2023 at 7:02 PM
everyone, needs freedom, buterflys too, a ravishing poem, enjoyable reading to look at butterflies again and differently thanks for the beautiful moment yann
Turner Avatar
February 28, 2023 at 4:39 PM
If you were aiming for sad, you hit a bullseye, Rosie. Poor butterfly looks like it's in jail. Well written yet very sad.
Rose  Avatar
February 28, 2023 at 6:36 PM
Thank you for stopping by Daniel, no greater sadness then one of God's small creatures losing their freedom,
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