Literature
Dear Little Butterfly
Dear little butterfly
Your wings lie on the ground
You left in such a hurry,
And you didn't make a sound
All was fine and well until
Those rain storms came around.
When you watched the rain descend
From those dark, gloomy skies
You kept that smile on your face
And kept your hopes up high.
But rain fell heavy on your wings
Once, flying made you feel so free
Then pain became your reality...
Soon I noticed that your smile
Was beginning to fade
You thought at first you'd see the sun
For those first few rainy days.
But then your hope began to subside
I saw the tears in your dark eyes
I told you, just don't worry, friend
I swe