Butterfly Tears On Being the Best
It was a beautiful flower-filled sunset!
Mother butterfly could not find her daughter.
Oh, she was distraught,lookin from garden
to garden to find her before dark.
She found her precious daughter, on a deck railing.
Behind a red petunia flower.
Her daughter, with eyes full of tears whispered,
" I cannot be the best."
Mother asked next.. ."In what?"
"in the Spring Butterfly Flying Test."
" I tore my wing, you see, I can no longer fly as
fast as the rest!"
Mother replied, "Best is only a game butterflies
play!"
Each butterfly flies in her own special way."
Mother Butterfly said to her:
"That's all the Creator asks of you..to love Him.
And just be you.just be you!"
"The only best is the one who created you."
And daughter butterfly sighed a great relief.
They both flew home,in love and tranquility...
Over a sea of waving, friendly, glowing lilies.
5/8/2019
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