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Monday, April 5, 2010

Little Butterfly

Voices raised argument escalating
Home sweet home had become Hell
Husband and wife so much in discord
Forgetting how to be mom and dad

Their little girl hiding in her room
Praying the fighting would end
She looked around at her walls
Seeing the butterflies she loved

She wished to be a butterfly
To fly away from the shouting
The noise breaking her heart
This couldn’t be mommy and daddy

With the magic of imagination
Dressed in her Halloween wings
She went downstairs to her parents
Tears sparkling in her eyes

She touched them and cried
Mommy and daddy please stop
Words that caused them to pause
To look down at their little one crying

It tore at their hearts that
They had caused such pain
Grief flooding over them
They reached down to take her hand

In a circle of tears they held each other close
Deciding that the fighting must end
Whatever it takes we will work it out
All for the sake of our little butterfly


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