My Wife is a Butterfly
My Wife is a Butterfly
Her life is for giving.
In order to keep the peace,
I had to be forgiving.
She drifts through life with gentle grace,
Her spirit always striving.
And when the winds of trouble blow,
Our love keeps us surviving.
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