Butterfly

Little tommy was a boy, a child of thirteen
When he saw a cocoon, as small as a bean.
Picking it up, he thought to himself,
"In my hands I hold, a small piece of magic.
For life is as such, so fragile and tragic."

On a shelf he placed it, and for hours he'd stare
With a deep rooted love, that none could compare.
All this while, he thought to himself,
"What a beauty she'll be, how graceful and strong"
But he'd never imagine, how things could go wrong.

The day finally came, when her birth was at hand
the cage would chip, it was going as planned,
yet something felt wrong, something he noticed.
"Her cage is too strong, she cant break out.
I need to help her, of that theres no doubt!"

Gently he'd peel, the confines of her prison
And she spread her wings, like Jesus arisen.
Triumphant, he cried out loud,
"Welcome, my break from my routine,
for too long Ive been like a machine."

Not hearing him, she staggered forward,
Legs unsteady, going onward.
Then she stopped, wings hanging by her side
and a chill filled him deep inside.

Swaying slightly, she collapsed suddenly
This queen, once so heavenly,
was now so still, so still.


I think, maybe, the day we realise that the precious things we thought would last forever wouldnt, because there IS no such thing as forever, no matter how hard you try to force it, thatd be the greatest let down of our lives.