I’m catching flowers in my butterfly net. The pastel netting flies through the wind, just as the creatures behind me. They chase me as if they know they belong there.
There’s flower petals on my words, trying to restore my youth. The butterflies dance through my hair and my eyes grasp the wide view of freedom. I can’t tell the difference, as I am one of them. A form of evolution.
So I come here, where flowers bloom and grow. To maintain the youth, I once lived. Catching roses to manifest true love and tulips, to reinstall clarity. Filling my net with daisy’s, to restore the beauty of innocence. But also, Iris’s, to fill my world with hope and wisdom.
So keep the things that remind you, of the simple life you once lived. Because as life carries on, sometimes you need a break. To catch flowers in a butterfly net.
My name is Autumn Thompson and I am an aspiring poet. I started a blog to finally share my love of words and the depth they hold when put together. I’ve been writing ever since I remember to cope with the world around me, but it’s only until recently I’ve started composing pieces of work with a story to be shared.
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