Police - The Butterfly Poem by Paul Warren

Police - The Butterfly

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There was a butterfly that flew down
And rested on your chin fluttering ‘round
But you didn't brush it away
As your gaze was straight ahead
Unflinching - for you were dead

But the world did not stop
For us called there we did the lot
Your life was ended then
But you see the butterfly did not comprehend
That you were now dead.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Monday, November 5, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: death,police
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dave Walker 05 November 2018

An emotional poem that it's the heart. A great write.

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Paul Warren

Paul Warren

ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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