CINDERBLOCK GARDEN | POETRY

of a butterfly

this is a total throwback i wrote this in seventh grade for an assignment ok no judgement pls

as she floats about
fluttering her wings
flitting in and out
of multicolored flowers

weightless in her flight
silent in her plight
she lets the gentle touch
of a warm breeze
guide her to a leaf to wait

willing memories from long ago
from another age
to drift back to her mind

memories she fears she's lost
that she does not want
to ever let go

from before she could fly
before she had wings that could sing
when she could only crawl
and munch on those like this very leaf

but those days are long gone
and it's time to move on along
for now she drinks sweet cider
from the reddest roses

from irises and daisies
from buttercups and lilac
from all wildflowers alike

so she will lift her wings again
take off into flight
and begin the long journey
that starts on this night