As the butterfly
As the butterfly
spreads its wing
for the very first time
went from a worm
to beautiful cocoon
passing thru nature itself
taking the time
become something else
fly with grace
as it takes its way
finding a new place
it should go
it flies with easy
as the wind blows
it holds on strong
how it must be
as lite as a feather it must be
they are beautiful things
brings life to be
to see
something fly
so
gracefully.
R.L.R
10/13/2009
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