The Beauty of a Butterfly
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The Winter * * The Winter
is coming to a close * * is drawing its curtain
as Spring arrives I wiggle * * down, and you won't ever
my toes. The fresh air greets * * see me frown. The days of so
me as I stroll, but I know things ** many long dark nights are over
no one knows. See there's this ** it's time to wish on St. Patty's
tiny Monarch that's caught my ** lucky clover. There's so much
eye, but I never do see her ** nectar for good nourishing
fly. She's there when I ** as all the butterflies are
awake in the morn & ** hopeful and flourishing.
saves me when my ** So much beauty seen
heart is so torn. ** and so very serene.
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Can I ever see ** Sincerity and love
any more lovely ** are two gentle gifts
beauty? I do think ** from up above. When
not, we are now free. ** darkness hovers and it
Our nature was gifted ** seems we fall, remember
from God's great creation,** the butterflies can save us
bringing us holy salvation.** all. Green, pink, yellow &
So as I go about my day ** blue, there's nothing a
a simple thing I always ** butterfly can't get us
pray. For life to be as ** through. For when
beautiful as a tiny ** we want to cry
butterfly, tears ** we'll be saved
fall from my ** by butter
eyes. ** flies.
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April 9, 2018
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