Butterfly
I yearn to be the butterfly
on your necklace,
While you were attentive or slumbering
I would protect you, restless.
I would sore in the wind
and become your closest friend,
Any event you went to
I would attend.
Through any kind of circumstances
I would be there,
Laying on your chest
while also getting tangled in your hair.
There through the sufficient and inadequate times,
and all the years,
Hoping if someone displeased you
I would be there to catch your tears.
I love you, you love me,
we will never part,
The factor I love the most
is that I would be the closest to your heart.
Copyright © Mary Cofield | Year Posted 2007
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