Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Poem #4


Where Did You Go?

 

When I was five years old I went to the woods

To explore the hidden nature around.

That afternoon after dinner

I went exploring

 

And I sniffed and touched the forest walls,

Nothing was disturbed, and I came to a jog

So I giggled through it and broke out in a run that’s when

I first saw the blue butterfly:

 

I had wandered to a meadow

And everywhere like a colorful canvas

Laid under the sun

There were the flowers and the blue butterfly,

 

A beautiful sight in child’s eyes and mind,

The definition of true beauty.

In front of where I stood mystified

Was the blue butterfly but

 

I had to go home. I

Said, goodbye Blue, so

I ran back home, me smiling

For I met a new friend.

 

 

But, the next day I went back to the meadow,

I stayed there.

Blue didn’t come, I said,

Tears welling up and

 

I gotten up and slowly walked back home.

Tears streaming down my face,

I was little then twelve now

I still ask “Where Did You Go?”

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