archestereo

In her hand was a little jar With a butterfly shaped motif Small enough to fit in her palm Large enough to hold her beliefs And all of the hopes and the dreams And the harrowing memories She promised one day to reveal The contents of the jar to me Protected by the butterfly Her secrets remained safe and sound Each echoing in their own space As there was no one else around The winged beauty remained loyal As the days like clouds floated by It too was once a caterpillar That never dreamt it could fly Now like a butterfly she'll escape From her chrysalis-like mind She will shed all of her sorrows Underneath the silken sunshine