Broken Butterfly


Broken butterfly , cannot get back up to the sky , wings are broken and
cannot fly .
oh its sad to see it twitching there , helpless stare, at this
creature in despair .

I pluck its wings remove its pain , I tried in vain , hoping it could
remain ,
hiding it in a flower , in a seemingly safe domain .

There it could sit ,,, I could enjoy its presence enveloping it in the
flowers essence . a

peaceful spot , there in the fold , within the pedals in a fragrant hold
.


Gently posed , there in the bloom , I do not think , it sensed its doom
,

I did not notice , in those colors so deep , the spider lurking , ready
to leap ...
hiding there all along , oh this creature , its life gone so wrong
..................


I take a rock , and crush them flat ,, put an end to that.

Purple...

Very intriguing!

((( purple )))
Life of a Butterfly, Hmmmmmmm I ponder this sometimes