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Little Butterfly

written by: Rayna More


Too soon was she taken,
too soon she is gone.

The wind breathes down my neck.
A ghost? A kiss?
My baby?

As cool as the night air be,
I see her in the stars,
Shining bright as a beacon,
dancing right in front of me.

A butterfly in the fields,
showing off her beauty,
playing hide and seek,
just out of reach.

My heart cries out for her,
my arms feel empty.
But I see her everywhere I go,
Little Butterfly.

Rayna More

Rayna More

Irish teenager who expresses her most inner thoughts through poetry.
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