The Butterfly

It has struck upon the hour
For the butterflies’ power
To unfold before the world
Like the yawning of springs flower
From the cavern does it cleave
And it’s first rays does it thieve
Not for something that it knows
But for something it believes
It started with a tickle
From innocences giggle
Echoing within the mind
Won’t you peek through just a little?
There is beauty to behold
With your wings of sun-rayed gold
Flutter through the skies
And the universe unfolds
The shells of the past
are never ever-last
Th moment you peek through
Your colors than contrast
Written by DevineDewDrops (JonathanCocos)
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