My Butterfly
A butterfly I saw pass by.
Brilliant colors and big dark eyes.
It flew a circle , landed by my side,
I knew I knew that butterfly.
We just stayed still and did not speak,
a tear of joy ran down my cheek.
Such beauty and grace ,I'd seen before,
every time my mom opened the door.
She spead her wings to say goodbye,
I hear her say,
"little petoot,please don't cry".
Although its fall,and I must go
There's just one thing I want you to know.
I must go but I,ll be back,
When the flowers bloom and the sun is hot.
Till then remember this precious day,
and remember I am not far away.
To flight she took,and flew close by,
in a moment or two ,she headed for the sky.
I watched her go,I started to cry,when she stopped mid air
and waved her wing with a sweet bye bye.
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