The Butterfly Of Fall Poem by The Anonymous Writer

On a mossy stony wall
At the peaceful time of fall
A lovely butterfly there did sit
With many men trying to capture it

But this butterfly could not be caught
And with all the men she fought
Until a young man came by the wall
At the peaceful time of fall

He watched the butterfly
Looking with a docile eye
Not wishing to capture it
To pin its beauty as he saw fit

Soon the butterfly did not fear
And slowly flew over near
So that it could linger
On the young mans gentle finger
That lay rested on the wall
At the peaceful time of fall