Make Me Special
If you make me a butterfly next time,
Please give me transparent wings.
I want to be of the glass-wing species.
And put me in Antarctica.
Where I will be special, unique, one of a kind.
For they have no butterflies there.
But wait! Make me special, but one of ten of a kind.
I want to take my friends with me.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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