Many people love butterflies the beautiful gentle things It has so many beautiful colors that shine brightly on it's wings it flaps and flaps away in the air floating gracefully around As I see a little boy below it telling its mom look what I found Well the butterfly seeing the boy so happy at what it sees Begins to float gently down and rests upon the little boys knees The little boy cried out with such excitement, "Daddy, Daddy, look!" "This butterfly looks just like the ones that are in my picture books!" "It has the red, and orange, and green, and yellow on its wings!" "It even has some little feet so it can walk on things!" The father knowing the boy was right smiled and looked at his wife It turns out I was the little boy and you were the butterfly of my life.
Reason for writing:
I don't really have a clear reason for writing this, and there isn't really anybody it was made for when I made it. I can dedicate it to anybody that happens to come into my life. Until then I shall keep writing other such poems.
Birth sign: Leo
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