Butterfly wings

A butterfly was born among the moths
blessed with a pair of dazzling wings
splattered with all colours of rainbow
shining like a garden of flowers.

The moths were not accustomed to see
such dazzling, glorious, colourful wings
they could not understand the reason
so they despised the innocent friend.

They hated her, called her names
mocked her, called her deformed
some of them though admired her
could not take the side for fear.

The innoncent creature could not take
it any longer, all that mocking and taunt
it flew away from them in despair
knowing not where it was going.

It crossed miles and miles distance
never, ever looking back behind
suddenly it found itself with butterflies
and all the answers dawned in her mind.