Melanie C. Campos ~ MahTame

BUTTERFLIES ARE FREE

She moves into the night
Posing underneath the stars
Pausing for only a moment
To flee from hidden scars

When the morning dew
Arrives with a fresh glow
And the sun beams down
Hurts take flight and go

Dragonfly and ladybug
Drink of the same fleur
As the honeybee buzzes
She clings to its shelter

Hummingbird flits on by
Sparrow sings its tune
Red robin gathers twig
As her life once a strewn

She flaps her delicate wings
Through the willow tree,
Hoping one more time,
As butterflies are set free