Butterfly

Butterfly
Butterfly, Butterfly why are you here?
The last time I knew you, it was last year.
How did you escape from my sturdy box?
Pride and selfishness made tight the locks.
Flittering and fluttering about inside,
You have brought back all I once tried to hide.
How did I forget the value of love;
A blessing that grows and comes from above.
Without it one's life becomes ragged and cold.
Love's precious gift cannot be sold.
Nor is it a treasure that can be bought.
There's always lessons to be taught.
Thank you kind Butterfly, you have done well.
Now I know the message I must tell
To the one I love most in this world;
One for whom my whole life I have curled.
He, in his hands, holds the keys to your box.
One simple thought of him opens the locks.
Now fly away Butterfly and depart.
Thank you again for warming my heart.
But come again soon, in case I forget;
When I am troubled and filled with regret.

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