Madame Butterfly

Her world is a library full of mystery and madness,

disaster, success, laughter and sadness.

She's the life of the party, they all know her name,

They don't know her secrets, they don't know her game!

They had no reason to do what they did,

no one knows of it, she's kept it well hid.

She'd taken a beating from this one and that,

then she'd put on a smile and pick up her hat.

Move on to the next leaf and give it a try,

just carrying on, never asking why.

Abuse and assault, she'd taken it all,

they keep knocking her down, but she still stands up tall.

Getting on with her world, she'd absorbed in her life,

she keeps her balance as she walks the knife.

While a Caterpillar crawls from leaf to leaf,

It looks out for it's self and deals with grief.

Then things get too much, it can't cope with the day,

It gives up it's fight and hides away.

Has it gone crazy? or will it just die?

or has it turned into ~ a Butterfly?

Flies away from the world, mile after mile,

Never looks back, just keeps going and SMILES!

©Amanda Beattie 2001

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