Eagle eye, piercing
Locked with deadly precision
On your voiceless child
An eternity wasted
With her pinned like a specimen
On a cold steel table
Picked at and prodded
With stern disappointment
This one was not enough
Broken spirit
And a distorted body
Without the strength to bloom
But then she blossomed differently
With unexpected colors
And flew away
Your eagle eye is clouding now
Lacking sharpness
Losing its place
The past is fading
And the specimen looks back
As your mind floats into darkness
Time seems shorter now
But can this butterfly learn to love you
Before you drift away?
