Artisan by Dan Joyce
©2016
Post 63
Ballad Of The Butterfly
I saw a butterfly
Die
Leaving his cocoon
I wondered why
Why?
Did this butterfly die?
The earth had no reason
To take his life
Nor God
Nor autumn season
I cry
Fly butterfly
Fly
Flutter I’m the sky
Roam and flirt on by
Talk to me I cry
Tell me butterfly
Why?
Falling in the mire
Try
Little guy try
I buried him near by
He had no home
I gave him mine
