My Butterfly

Is there anything I could have done
so you wouldn’t run from your life
to the sky
my butterfly

What could I have said 
to keep you from the dead?
Was love enough?
Or were you fated for it?
Your virgin wings were clipped.

Was I not right
to hold you so tight?
I’ll never know, dear.
I should have given you anything.
Because to me 
you were everything.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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