Day 27: Monday {National Poetry Month & 30 Day Blog Challenge}

Another poem by by Lee. This may have been shared at some point here but poems are good to repeat.

White Butterfly by Autumn Lee

I

Recall

The day I

Caught a little

Butterfly

In my

Hands.

It

Was white

And so small,

Even in my

Own small

Hands.

I

Recall

The gasp I

Gave at seeing

The creature

So close

Then.

So

Pretty,

I thought, and

Vulnerable,

Fluttering

In my

Hands.

I

Recall

Blowing on

The butterfly,

Willing it

To fly

Free.

It

Fluttered

Up, away

From me, into

The sky, soon

Just a

Speck.