Moth

The sister of the butterfly,
An unspoken beauty,
With pale wings,
She takes flight.

She soars through the night,
Through the silent black sky,
Where once flew,
The butterfly.

The shadow of her colorful cousin,
Moth takes flight,
She does not care.

Just as long,
As the wind and the air,
Are there for her.

-KittyLover8
© 2012