I wish I were a butterfly <br />who, with no rhyme or reason, <br />could shoot down others in the sky <br />in any given season. <br /> <br />A butterfly, who always brings <br />to those around her love and cheer <br />improves if she has guns on her wings <br />and fills other insects' lives with fear. <br /> <br />Beneath her delicately curled antennae, <br />she thinks malicious thoughts; <br />when admiring her wings, check for any <br />blood among the dots. <br /> <br />I wish I were a butterfly, <br />a precious, lovely creature, <br />the reigning terror of the sky <br />for no one can defeat her.<br /><br />Victoria Robbins<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-wish-i-were-a-butterfly/
