Broken

The Fairy

Different colored
glass bottles hang
down from the
tree glistening
in the light.
Laying at the roots
There is a petite, pale
girl.
She has jet black
hair with baby
pink highlights.
She sleeps with a
light blue
baby doll dress.
As she wakes up,
she looks around
with her large
Fairy-like eyes.
"Where am I?"
The tree whispers
to her, "You are in
a place where
you can be free my
dear."
The leaves swirls around
her body and
create something beautiful.
Long, glass bluewings
appear between
her shoulder blades.
Her heart flutters
like butterfly wings.
The tree whispers,
"Fly high my darling."
She stumbles trying
to figure out
how to use her
dainty wings.
She flutters up
to the highest
branch as
sparkles fall
down to the
ground.
A rainbow butterfly
lands on ther
right pinky.
Soon more come
along.
The young girl
tries to communicate
with them, to
tell them they
are friends.
As she gets up
butterflies are
her trail and
fade near the end.
She goes back
down to the roots
and slips into
a peaceful slumber
while butterflies cover
her.