Happiness Like a Butterfly
Nature's forces ring the bell, Before she forms she's in a shell.
Nature takes over, Needing no harm of the shell by the luck of a clover.
The time has come her color's you will see, A beautiful butterfly to fly free.
Her color's are striking to the eye, It's very comforting when she flies by.
She will elude you the more you chase after her, If you turn your attention to other things,
she comes and softly sits on your shoulder.
The life of nature reigns high, Nature's life is happiness like a butterfly.
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