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Butterfly, Flying Insect

She Wasn'T In My Net

She Wasn't In My Net

Couldn't we be friends
My cute little butterfly
Your flight plan is in my path

Everyday sunshine
You bring from your loving eyes
Our eyes lock for that instant

And in that garden
You spread your wings beautiful
Dancing for me, I had thought

You take to the rose
I saw you with a tulip
My heart stopped to grab a net

You kept fluttering
Racing to the moon and back
I caught myself just in time

connie pachecho

1/04/18
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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