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~BUTTERFLIES~

BUTTERFLIES…Oh, BUTTERFLIES,
They mean a lot to me;
Yellow, orange, red, or blue,
It matters not…you see.

Oh, so graceful…Oh, so light,
As here and there…they fly;
Gentle…summer breezes blow,
Carrying them higher…into the sky.

Just for a fleeting moment,
If by chance…they flutter by;
On their journey…ever onward,
We glimpse them…out of the corner of our eye.

My spirit…it is lifted,
For the moment…it’s not earth-bound;
A freedom from daily cares,
As peace and joy…I’ve found.

Oh, to be like…BUTTERFLIES,
Living far above the dull…mundane;
Just flittering and fluttering,
Above…where nothing can detain.

As BUTTERFLIES can lift my spirit,
And, my heart is filled with cheer;
Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we,
Lifted the hearts of others…whenever we drew near?

Perhaps it can happen,
Would you like to give it a try?
Let’s go out today…and do it,
Come on…now, don’t be shy!!!

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September 6, 2003

Aimee Love
(LHG)


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