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The Butterfly (standard:poetry, 143 words)
Author: tcsrandyAdded: Sep 02 2003Views/Reads: 1952/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
poem about finding, and holding on to love

I watched a Butterfly today, She seemed to know the right way. 

She would flutter here and flutter there And then she landed on my

The sunlight glistened off her beautiful wings And I swear I heard her
begin to sing. 

Her colors were all purples and pinks And I could feel an emptiness in
me begin to sink. 

A Coldness in my heart began to melt And a warmness replaced it, which I
have never felt. 

With one last chorus she fluttered high I thought if I lost her I just
might die. 

Then I heard a voice, crystal clear You shall never loose me; I will
always be near. 

So I have planted a butterfly garden you see, For a butterfly must
always be free. 

And I watch my butterfly every day, So that I too, now know the way. 


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