Patricia Kelley Poems
Butterfly Trapped In A Jar
I once had a dream that there was a beautiful blue butterfly locked in a jar that couldn't fly.
She felt her life passing by!
She would try to fly around and around, spinning hitting the thick glass jar.
Sadly looking out as far as her eyes would take her.
Feeling her life, as a quick blur!
She would sadly sigh!
All out of breath,
She felt death.
She always looked pass the jar.
One day, she awoke and the lid was finally off.
With her little ones' tucked underneath her, she flew and flew, until she could no ...
The Apple Of His Eye
She sits in Heaven's golden swing, swinging.
She has perfect little features, and curly blonde hair.
With Heaven's angels all around singing,
She sits there swinging, with her green eyes clear.
I can see her with her long curly golden hair swaying.