Flutter

Such beauty it was

As I saw it through the glass

It was amazing, divine

And best of all

It was mine

I was a happy child

Happy as I could be

As I cradled the jar around

So that everyone could see

But a day came when I saw

That it wasn’t as happy as me

It looked lonely and distraught

Maybe it wanted to be free

It was really a big conundrum

For one as young as I

There was none that made me smile

None like my precious butterfly

But in all my naivety

It dawned upon myself

The meaning of being happy

Is not only about yourself

With hesitation I decided

I opened the jar and set it free

Watched it flutter far away

Flutter away from me

Though my heart ached and burned

I still smiled with glee

For if it was really truly happy

Maybe one day

It will return to me

-Izzat R.