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My Butterfly
A perfumed breeze with summer lavender
Shapeless smoked clouds had come and gone
Through verdant valleys I strolled along
Honeycombed hues warmed the new dawn
A golden butterfly glided in the distance
I just stood still and watched his flight
From one flower to another
His flapped wings fluttered
I could not let him out of my sight
I wondered 'bout this blissful beauty.
Towards the riverbank
I watched him roam
If I could only fly away with him
to destinations always unknown
Imagine what places he has been
what many glories he has seen
A perfect waterfall tumbling
into a clear blue pond
Wet dewdrops glimmering 'pon the grass
as the sleepy sun starts to rise
A doe with her fawn
taking those fragile first steps
bees buzzing by
swarming back to their hive
I watched in amazement
in awe of his grace
I floated along
as he flittered away
We hovered together through
a path between twin lakes
then and there I kissed him
before he silently slipped away
That's the last time I saw him
cuz now stone towers have been built
Nature's been destroyed and
the butterflies have been laid to rest
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