Butterfly Game Poem by Heather Burns

Butterfly Game

Rating: 3.5


Always fluttering around a name
butterflies playing games

Multicolores on display
begging him, come and play

To select one, can't be done
head is spinning in the sun

Old, young, babies too
what's one going to do

Butterflies flapping their wings
always trying to make him sing

One butterfly got lost today
into the sunset she flew away.

Monday, August 11, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: butterfly
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ellen Ni Bheachain 02 May 2020

A beautiful poem of one of natures creatures. Lovely.

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Abdulla Al-hemaidy 12 August 2014

This a pithy poem. I liked it a lot! Short meaningful.

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Bill Cantrell 11 August 2014

Finally a good poem, I love to see poetry like this, words must swell the soul and your poem my friend does just that, thanks for sharing.

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