A butterfly is a beautiful creature
One of innocence
Many connect beauty to butterflies
And its true, they are
Their colorful wings
Their graceful flight
Their majestic patterns
I once knew a butterfly
She was a monarch
Never had said or done wrong
Till once day it flew on a flower
And was stolen from her life
Pushed into a jar
Months passed
Her beautiful wings shrunk
They shriveled
They fell from her back
The tears from her face
When the jar opens
Who knows what they'll find
Not even the once pretty butterfly.
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Poems And Other Works
PoetryThis is a book of poems that I have or will write. Mature warning will be given in front of any poems!!
