The little butterfly fluttered around the well <br /> heedless of the depth or what her mom would tell <br /> that ventures far from home or on a somber trail <br /> could bring mysterious fates and darkness to the hill <br /> <br /> The butterfly was brave, it soared above the lake <br /> and saw the water blue and wondered who could make <br /> all that magnitude, pristine and never fake <br /> with the serenity that none would dare to break <br /> <br /> the butterfly flew high with clouds to the sky <br /> and knocked on the doors of heavens and sat by <br /> angels of peace and love who sang the lullaby <br /> to all children of earth and never tell a lie<br /><br />Altair Laahad<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lullaby-of-a-butterfly/
