Wings

Capture the butterfly
Can you see it? 
falling from the sky
with its wings of glass
It hopes that you will not
Let it pass like all the others
The breeze weaves through the oaks
Leaving behind
a bundle of leaves
to catch the butterfly

Author's Note

I wrote this in 8th grade and still haven't finished it, it is still a work in progress. I stopped writing for a long time but started back recently! please review!