Poetry

A Silver Wrapper.

A silver wrapper,

Is a precious gift.

From a small chocolate,

Which it had wrapped.

Unbelievably small,

Yet Ma made a beautiful butterfly out of it.

It had wings.

I was in wonder.

I tried to make one,

The final product was a gross work.

To make it finely I needed to hone my talent.

But Ma’s butterfly was wonderful.

I wished that it’s wings would flap,

And it would go around the room.

I have kept it with me.

In my dreams that following night,

I saw that God had given it life,

And it was going all over the fairy world.

Adios!

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