A cheesy sonnet, made for all you beautiful butterflies who read my poems♡
She is a beautiful butterfly
Among all the dull moths
She had brown and gold wings
With black and white spots
When the moths searched for light,
She searched for flowers
When the moths searched for gold,
She searched for lovers
She loves frolicking in gardens
She dances among roses
Flying past the thorns with smiles
Compared to her, everything loses
With her wings spread out at her sides,
She soars as swift as the roaring tides
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I will write a longer version someday, because I love butterflies, even though ladybugs are more of my type.
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