Best Natural Disastersschool Poems
Flying,
Beautiful,
Terrifying creatures.
As a young girl,
I went to a butterfly museum
on a school field trip.
I'll never forget that day
these colorful, fragile
little things with wings
were flying in the open
air as I entered the spacious
place.
Cages were forbidden
They were free
They could rest
and perch anywhere they pleased.
They didn't have a care in
the world.
A few of them landed on my
shoulder, my chest, and my
arms, and I panicked.
My cousin was there and
she laughed and pointed
as I flailed and screamed
doing anything to get these
terrifying little beauties
off of me.
It worked.
Frightened, they fluttered away
only to land on someone else
and, me, I dodged every other
one of those monsters that
came my way.
After it all ended, and we were
loading back on the school bus,
I was relieved that those harmless
little beasts weren't anywhere near
me anymore.
Those Flying
Terrifyingly
Beautiful
Creatures.