The Butterfly

The Butterfly

It spreads its wings
And the soft sheets of colour spans out
A flicker of the wings begin its flight
As the colourful creature becomes a distant thing
The colours merge into one.

As it lands on a petal
The rainbow coloured wings rest once again
Until the young child tries to capture it
And causes the creature to move once more

by trina ryan

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