Butterfly
She struggles weakly, one last time
She is dying
Her pretty blue wings now broken
Under the spiders silken shroud
How fleeting and momentary her life was
Did anyone notice her passing?
Did she make you smile when,
On light breeze, she did fit by?
Do you stop to look
At the little things around you?
How fleeting and momentary are our lives
In this endless cycle
Will someone notice when you are gone?
How many will remember you and smile?
We are not insignificant beings
Each one of us counts
Each one of us has something to give to another
Whether it be for just a passing moment
Or until we, in turn, enter the spiders shroud
©SWestlake 2008
I read that monarch butterflies only live, at most, up to nine months yet each one makes such a difference in our lives.
ReplyDeleteThis is very powerful. Very nicely written. If you write like this, you should publish a book. I would buy it. Kudos.
ReplyDelete@ dbs I've read that there is a butterfly that only lasts for one day. A very fleeting moment indeed. Sucks to be them.
ReplyDelete@ Rachel Wow, thanks for the nice comment! I actually have a whole bunch of poems and a few short stories that I will gather together one day. I'll put you down for what? 10 copies? lol
10 copies, all autographed please :)
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