Written by:

© Crystal R. Kordell
Published on February 2006

Butterfly

I was sitting on the bench in the park one day,
And saw a butterfly coming my way.
I opened my hand, and to my surprise,
the butterfly landed; consumed in cries.
I asked the little one,
"What is wrong?"
and then the little one began to sing me a song,
"The sky is dark and my days are grey, and there's nobody here to lift the
clouds away."
I sat there quietly for a moment or two and then I had decided what to do.
I looked at that butterfly that was consumed in cries,
and told her promptly, "I tell no lies.
Your skies are dark and days are grey because you have no love to light your way."
The butterfly finally stopped her crying,
opened her wings and went off flying,
I sat on that bench until it was dark,
and then I finally left the park.
day after day had long since passed,
I thought I'd seen that butterfly for the last,
and then on a nice and sunny day,
I heard a little voice say to me, "Hey."
I turned around, and to my surprise, there she was with her 3 little butterflies.
I stared in awe as she spoke to me.
She said to me, "You've set me free,
you've lifted the dark from the skies, and now I see no grey through my eyes,
I want to thank you for all you've done, and to let you know that you're our number 1."
And after that she flew away,
and I haven't seen her since that day,
but now that I know her troubles are done,
I continue walk in the warm summer sun.

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