Whispers in the cold wind
nothing but cloudy skies
but one thing did catch my eye
a beautiful blue butterfly.

I’m drawn in by the colours
at 3:05 p.m.
surprised how no one saw it
did they not have their eyes with them?

I’m walking home alone
with the butterfly in my palm
it looks at me, I look at it
so careful and so calm.

whispers in the cold wind
nothing but cloudy skies
one thing did catch my eye
the beautiful blue butterfly.