Saturday, March 5, 2011

Butterfly’s Departure


Little Butterfly
untimely took away
first ever silver ray
hidden in the dark sky

New born Butterfly
calm like a stone
cold like a river
just like a rainbow
come and gone

I wish he is not gone
then there are two little angels
she may got a big brother
or she may not exist

I may see him
through her eyes
but I don’t know
is that him
hope one day
he will come back
and walk beside her
as her little brother. . . .

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