The Butterfly shows her wings
And flies high and with her soul and her heart in the palm of her hand
She captures herself and tries to fly into the sky and make the stars call her name and maybe then all her dreams will bring her back from the fire and into her loves arms.
YOU ARE READING
Fly high, Butterfly
PoetryThe flying high Of the dreams With wings And becoming a Butterfly Means we are all under the moon Of the night And the roses to hold us tight And we can fly high, Butterfly.
