Part 3 - Friendless

When the season shed its golden color

And the trees were adorned no longer

With leaves of life and fruits of freshness

Their virtuous love was no longer careless

For the black kitty found company

In other creatures, he was no longer emotionally

Tied only to the butterfly's heart

So quickly did they drift further apart

But a part of the kitty stayed deep inside

And never actually left the butterfly's mind

So he cried silently every night

And she hid herself from the light

Rivers of tears flowed in his sleep

Her broken heart was wounded deep

Yet he moved on, and didn't stay Friendless

But she couldn't pretend she wasn't Skinless