The Butterfly
It spreads its wings
And the soft sheets of colour spans out
A flicker of the wings begin its flight
As the colourful creature becomes a distant thing
The colours merge into one.
As it lands on a petal
The rainbow coloured wings rest once again
Until the young child tries to capture it
And causes the creature to move once more
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem