by mandaceehb

I don’t know where the butterflies went

There were supposed to be millions of them

Large ones, tiny ones

Ones with teardrop designs on their wings

Beautifully coloured ones that flutter like leaves on the breeze

But they have all gone and deserted me today

Leaving in their wake

This uncanny sense of peace

Giving me the hope that maybe

Just maybe

I will embrace life for whatever it puts in my path