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Wings Of Butterflies

December 7, 2011
By Riverspirit86 BRONZE, Zionsville, Indiana
Riverspirit86 BRONZE, Zionsville, Indiana
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Tear drop shaped eyes,
On the wings of butterflies.
Soaring high above the ground,
Never ever looking down.

Stripes down the wings,
Appearing in the spring,
Flying high into the sky,
Graceful wings of butterflies.

Wings are snow white,
Glinting silver in the light.
Gently their wings wave goodbye,
Whispers wings of butterflies.

The winter comes,
The butterflies’ lives are done,
And so, sadly, they must die.
Falling wings of butterflies.

Spring comes again,
There’s only time until when
Life again wakes with a sigh,
With the wings of butterflies.

The author's comments:
I wrote this piece for a school project. I was running out of ideas for poems, and this one just came to me. It is currently one of my favorites.
I hope people will realize that nothing ever truly ends. It only lies dormant until awakened again.

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