life is fragile

The butterfly falls

When its wings are clipped

On the carpet of green grass

In the heat of the sun

It tells us a tragedy...

Nothing is ever staying permanent

Outside factors may derail it

Leaving the unfulfilled dreams

The butterfly may have hit by the wind

Crushed against the branches of the palm tree

Leaving its life in broken wings

Waiting for the final verdict

There is no way to save the butterfly

It is waiting for its day to arrive

Even put it on the bamboo trees

Without food and water its life will be gone

It tells us a story...

Life is fragile we mustn't forget

We must enjoy it while we are at it

Once it is gone there is nothing to say or write