A butterfly lifts, light as air,
Colors bright, beyond compare.
With gentle wings, it drifts so high,
A fleeting bloom against the sky.
From petal to breeze, it flutters free,
Leaving only memory.
Gone too soon, yet here to stay,
In hearts that watched it fly away.
@PirateWench thank you for this bit of beauty in the feed!
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@AverageCitizen Thank you for enjoying it. I'll make sure I post more normal stuff after I get over my heartbreak