This poem is a child
This poem is a butterfly
This poem is a dream
This poem brings joy to life
It believes in no danger
This poem is innocent
And only commands love
This poem is a child
This poem is a wonderful creation
It desires the wind beneath its wings
and searches the earth
it is as graceful as can be
This poem is a butterfly
This poem crashes down on your skull
It lingers in your sleep
And remains deep in the shadows
This poem went away years ago
This poem is a dream
This poem is a growing child
This poem is the soaring butterfly
This poem is the long lost dream.
© Meleza Jali
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GRADE 9
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