Cold Butterfly Poem by Phil Soar

The curtains held a nice surprise
Right before my very eyes
A butterfly just resting there
Seems the room was warmer than the outside air
Now here's the dilemma
Do you leave it be?
Do you move it to a more appropriate place
To maybe help it hibernate
Or perhaps to seal its fate?
Do red admirals hibernate?
Google it, I thought and then
It flew around the room
And for that moment its beauty took my breath away
On a cold autumn day
To release it from this warm place
Would only save my face
Not the admirals
So I wait
I read about the prospect of saving this lone winged beauty
Only to find they cannot survive our cold winters
And so inevitably It will lose the battle
So I leave it there
Warm and safe
For now