The little white butterfly dances in joy
for the flowers that bloom
for the sun in the sky
he flutters and floats
and somehow imparts
the love of every living heart
and a tear streaks down my cheek
for this little creature's mighty feat
for his brave heart has allowed him to my sight
while a shiver runs right up my spine
as he flutters closely by
and I spread my spirit's wings to fly
with him . . .
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