Salvation of a butterfly

I saved a butterfly one day

He did not entreat me

But I obliged him anyway

He was beating himself

Against the dirty pane

Frantic

Self-inflicting

I sensed his deep pain

I’m not going to hurt you

I whispered within

With delicate touch

Lighter than a breath

I picked him up

And released him

And the cottage door

He flew away

Even though quick as myself

He left my life

He smiled

A thank you

From

Multi-faceted eyes

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