My butterfly is no longer mine, <br />I wonder if she ever really was; <br />When she alights on my shoulder <br />I know she wants me to hold her - <br />Flies off and she's mine no longer. <br /> <br />My butterfly so frail and fine, <br />I wonder if hers I ever was; <br />When she returns to kiss me again <br />I know she's more than just a friend - <br />Flies off and gone forever more. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />`<br /><br />Frederick Kesner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/are-you-my-butterfly/
