Butterflies
I gaze into your eyes, and all I
see is the nature of beauty,
through A glassed world,where your
world has become the green
pastures, of peddling flowers,
that seep deep with in my soils
depth, to strengthen and water,
Upon this land, as we build this
structured n' sturdy home, In A
guidance of our Lord at hand,
where the tree of life can grow,
through us, and our children,
As they sprout into butterflies,
straight from the cocoon, nest
freely, I can say we are that
one of A kind, genuine family,
everyone adores....
Entered in contest: Viewing Life Through A Lens
Sponsored by; Sandy Ivy Davis
Copyright © Carma Sanderson | Year Posted 2012
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