Goodbye Butterfly Poem by Anastasia Rai

Sweeping Swooping just
slightly flitting by.

I run then stop when
I see you've left without goodbye.

Tears fall and drip from my stary eyes.
'Oh please come back my dear butterfly'.

The sun goes down and then back up into the newly lit sky.
There I see you slowly flitting by.

So until I see your bright blue wings
glinting as you fly.
I'll say goodbye to my dear butterfly.