Butterfly
Life is like butterfly wings,
Bright and soft but fragile.
Easily wrinkled and torn apart.
Life is just as amazing as butterflies.
So many shape’s and sizes, and when the wings open…
A flash, a rainbow of colours.
Life is like a candle flame too.
Dancing with fickle forms of light.
Beams of light tear through the darkness,
Until a soft breeze lets her die.
But even with wind and with tears in her wings
Life goes on.
Always dancing, fluttering.
And when a butterfly passes,
Everything stills
For a butterfly flying up to the sky.
Always carries a flame.
Rowena Geerts
Report a Policy Violation
the news article as well as check out the individual pieces. We understand that each day you may not be able to check out each and every one of the pieces, everyone has their own things going on. We just ask that you make an attempt to help support the growing Literature community.
Follow us on Twitter
Become a fan on Facebook
Comments
--
Ryu Ryu, dance with me around the well, dance with me around the well,, but watch your step that you don't fall
Previous PageNext Page