Butterfly
Wing's of colored velveteen
whisper on the gentle breeze
butterfly's, so seldom seen
over Meadows through the trees
On golden beams of sunlight fair
dance they in naked wonder
from crimson colored petals bare
drink they of natures plunder
Scarce their day's are numbered few
though the years of man may vary
gaze did I this awesome view
now in my heart I carry
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