BURSTING BUTTERFLY
BURSTING BUTTERFLY Bursting butterfly, wings heavy with the past. What fun to watch her many colors come alive, Flying like a silver cloud in the wind. Dancing, Sparkling, never still, Like a candle flame burning in glory, Soaring in a direction not known to her, But one her soul knows so well. One day her wings will form a rainbow, filling the sky. Stars will only be a reflection, of ones in her eyes. Oh butterfly, keep on flying, and fluttering on my heart. Let me watch you in your freedom.... Sign in to see full entry.