Moth Lesson ( a poem of inspiration)
As I happened upon a moth one day, was so lovely, but then seemed hurt,
Picked him up, this gentle form, as he struggled, then to light upon my shirt.
Was so beautiful, with precious wings, nature's splendor, so well exemplified,
Fluttering twice, he then dropped to the ground, was sad, as I almost cried.
Little moth be strong and please don't give up, were my only words to share
Nature's innocents so wonderful, to be saved, are our responsibility, to care.
I picked the moth up once again, and I gently placed him on a nearby vine,
The tiny creature stirred and to fly even higher, enjoying the warm sunshine.
As I held such a rare beauty in my hand, was reminded of our own plight,
How we each must never give up, no matter the hardships, all must fight.
As I watched the moth to flutter its wings, and then once again take flight,
I vowed, myself, to never give in, stay strong, as my friend flew out of sight.
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