Lonely Butterfly

Lonely Butterfly 
Do your hear it 
The sound of wind rushing in 
Winter is on it's way 
with the clouds of Gray 
The buttress colors of summer fads 
I hide my heart in rain showers 
the Flowers in my garden are faded 
They looks almost as lonely as I 
The beauty of true clarity have succeeded 
The veils of ones true colors wove the sea 
Frost bitten blossoms in a envious eyes 
Lost puzzled and all alone 
Cold as stone in my home 
I am a Lonely Butterfly ready to fly on high 
I fly around in the dark world I live 
To find my shining spot of true Love to Live .
Lilly Emery 


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