#WritcoPoemPrompt52
Wite a poem on "A tree house"
It sat in the woods near the house
Everyone who came by seen it now
w/ a frown
The tree House was always full of her
grandkids
Now it sits empty with no one but
twigs
The wind continue blows with the
wind
The sun still shines through the days
w some sprinklin
Till that yellow and brown butterfly
appeared
It stood right in front of me flapping
her wings
As if it were showing me her
beauty of colors slowly swinging
I sd to it" WHAT ARE YOU
DOING,
TRYING TO SHOW ME ITS MY
GRANDMAS DOING"
As soon as I sd it, it did a quick stop
Then went crazy back and forth
landing on the Tree House like a crop
So beautifully it sat above the spot my
grandma sat
Who passed and that's why the
grandkids now sit sad
Instead of crying out for mima
they pray next to that tree where that
butterfly stood stuck
#mimalove#beautyinthetrees #Love&love💞
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