Blue Butterfly Time

A dire look at the inside of a humans soul

Blue Butterfly Time

Pillars in light fashionable decorum sets the standard
Those high rise structures with heavenly interior
The holy oblation lead to the ultimate construction
In matters of trust we can maintain a humane aura
A heart that devised the good of humanities stake & claim
An old lady named Grier used to live in it's dwelling
A structure well kept yet needs a fix up with the plumbing
Grier used to frequent her yard with it's barbed wire fence
Tragedy had claimed her late husband's life that left her alone
She carries on with a smile in her lone desolation
A mere place for rest like a long awaited vacation
With sincere love in her heart she would often sing
Letting in the sunshine inside her brilliant dwelling
A noted poet herself used to write to her hearts content
The fashion of her study was filled with perfume & appeal
Stacks of books lined the way the went to her parlor
She made music in her head as she was getting ready to sleep
A sincere whisper of gratitude would always be nestled at her feet
For Grier was living smooth to the natural eye
Sought back the pain from within with a simple sigh
She dedicates her home to the loving hands of almighty God
Enough to give her courage amidst a darkened cloud
Silently awaits the true love to come through the door
A beacon of light to a much hurting world in need
Soft lace now decorates the rug with plush moderation
A sip of tea will bring forth a new year's resolution
She has gained yet also has lost humanities heaviest cost
With four walls of gothic revival in her unique quest