janspirit
03-03-2007, 07:21 PM
Butterfly child
I look into the bathroom mirror
See the wrinkles
and the tired eyes
Where has she gone
the young girl
who collected caterpillars
in a toffee jar
Left off the lid that day
the yellow ones
and the hairy ones
climbing up the best curtains
Mum wasn't pleased
Get everyone of them
back she shouted
I counted them all
Some had gone
Hope they turned into
butterflies
Now I remember
and smile
at the child
I still am
By Jlc
I look into the bathroom mirror
See the wrinkles
and the tired eyes
Where has she gone
the young girl
who collected caterpillars
in a toffee jar
Left off the lid that day
the yellow ones
and the hairy ones
climbing up the best curtains
Mum wasn't pleased
Get everyone of them
back she shouted
I counted them all
Some had gone
Hope they turned into
butterflies
Now I remember
and smile
at the child
I still am
By Jlc