The Beginning and The.....?

Pretty little butterflies,
Big bright diamonds in the eyes,
Silly little happy grin,
Goosebumps all along the skin.
How sad is it to lose those senses?
Build up walls from broken fences.
The butterflies no longer fly,
The eyes have all but lost their shine,
The grin has fallen upside down
The skin stays smooth no bumps around.
When did they all abandon me?
I guess that's just reality...
-NRB
12/19/17