Butterfly

I saw a butterfly 
Beautifully flying
In the sky.
But it fell,
In my hand,
As its wings break apart,
Like a heart.
I caught it, because it is weak.
I helped it heal the wound,
And watched as that beautiful butterfly 
Flew away from me.

 

Alaina.J_27

VT

YWP Alumni

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