Butterflies
I used to have butterflies,
Now I don't.
I now have hummingbirds,
Since they flap quicker.
Her kindness, her love
Have begun to show their mark,
The roots have grown in my heart,
Millions of hummingbirds when I see her.
Who knew? That there can also be hummingbirds.
They bundle the most, when she provides her kindest words.
This poem is about:
Me