Butterfly
In the
dew, I saw her.
Came out
from
chrysalis. She grew as a cheerful little girl in
the
morning. Amazingly, she had beautiful wings. She flew
along
day by her enchantment. Her face was as bright as the moon. Her body was
slender
like flower stem. She flew for nothing. She just flew for
showing
boys her beauty. When women found their true love, she didn’t.
she spent her night regretfully. She sang a remorse song.
But it was useless
