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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required One blissful spring morning As the sweet sun showered the flowers below in it’s glittering presence A small butterfly drifted from flower to flower It surprised the monster that such a tiny creature wouldn’t get caught in the wind The monster admired the butterfly The tiny creature had such an impact on its surroundings, everyone knew who the butterfly was It was free, it was careless, it lived a life of happy bliss “How are you so free” asks the monster “My wings of course” the butterfly replies “They give me my freedom” The monster thought about the butterfly’s reply, it was a peculiar answer. “I wish I had wings like you”the monster said “You can have them if you like” The butterfly replied It’s tiny heart filled with a feeling of spring It was an unfamiliar feeling yet a pleasant one, an addicting one The monster was very surprised Yet agreed to the butterfly’s offer One Two And he plucked off it’s tiny wings “Now you can be free” the butterfly said Happy and as blissful as ever The monster felt a sudden sense of joy wash over him too. Peace, finally It was a very pleasant feeling, one that was inviting, enticing, addicting “Yes, I can. Thank you butterfly” he says The monster wanted to test out his new found freedom And feel that happy, peaceful freeing feeling That dulled and stilled his hurt Oh but the wings were too small, too fragile for his big paws And as soon as they got separated from the butterfly, they lost all their unique freedom. They shattered The monster was selfish, foolish He was a monster, inside and out “Butterfly” he says “I…I broke your wings, now you won’t be able to be free” “It’s ok Monster” the butterfly starts “were you free at least?” “Yes, I was” “Well then that makes me feel more free and more happy than any pair of wings could” The monster didn’t understand. Was the butterfly just stupid or stupidly nice? So they sat there, in silence, watching life go on. “Monster?” “Yes” “I feel very free right now” “So do I” Life moved on, the clouds slowly trudged onwards, the slow hum of insects echoed around them. The soft, gentle breeze blew past them, sweeping the butterfly up and taking it far far away. And so the monster sat there, alone Peaceful but still not free
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