The one that got away
For years I have been
chasing butterflies
Both in the afternoon
and morning light
Watching them as they
glide and fly
Studying their lovely
flight
During all those
years
I just seemed to know
where they were
What would start them
and cause them fear
What would let me
draw near
So a few years ago
When school rules
became more lax
I started to
photograph them
As they sun bath and
relax
I took many photos
this way
Even of some I have
never seen
Some which I never
hoped I would
Even in my dreams
Then today I saw yet
another
That I have never
seen before
Pointed it out to my
mother and father
And saw it standing
tall
Then as I took out my
camera
It quickly flew away
I followed it and
tried harder
But still it wouldn't
stay!
Then at last
I supposed I must
have blinked
It was gone
Like a leaf in the
wind!
I had not a clue
Where it went
I searched but could
not find it
And I couldn't
understand
Where on earth did it
go?
The one that got
away?
Really, where did it
go?
And how did it get
away?
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