The Butterfly Flutters By
In her cocoon she sleeps safe and warm
waiting for the day her wings are born.
Tender hearted with dreams of flying high
and for the day when everyone will notice
the pretty little butterfly that flutters by.
Strong and brave she will grace the sky
in hues of blue and sunny yellow glistening
in her eyes. Time is short but she will share
with every perfectly designed wing, she'll bring to
those who see, all her love for life and care.
Touch her not and un-dust her wings for her
fluttering brings stories ones mind can not see.
Listen close to her wings for within the sound
lies the story of the butterfly who's beauty
astounds.
The misty, morning, dew upon the rose, waits for her
kiss of pleasure that only the rose will ever know.
Her feet have been blessed by heaven abound to never
have to touch the ground.
Sit silently and watch and see, you will hear and see the
sweetest of melodies, dancing in the sky as the
butterfly flutters by.
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