A Beautiful Butterfly

A Beautiful Butterfly

A child is like a butterfly, wishing to be seen,

Wings of vibrant colors, in a world of evergreen.

Softly they flutter, delicate and free,

Yet they long for a moment, to simply be.

In the garden of life, they twirl, and they dance,

Seeking a gaze, just a brief loving glance.

For those eyes, they find their own light,

A reflection of hope, pure and bright.

Each flutter a whisper, a silent plea,

“See me, love me, for who I can be.”

They are treasures unseen, in the vast sky so wide,

Hidden in plain sight, with nothing to hide.

Nurture their dreams, let them soar high,

For a child is like a butterfly, destined to fly.

In the warmth of your gaze, their colors will gleam,

A child is like a butterfly, wishing to be seen.