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Wednesday, August 04, 2004 Butterflies taste the morning dewand fly to sunny spaces No one knows what joy they get from smiles on children's faces Flapping wings and swooping dips and scent of the mist in the dawn Taste the water on your lips Until your thirst is gone Butterflies know the calm of the night They know the joy of the dark They kiss the moss, they caress the petals They take a break on the bark Butterflies love, and they love well They love to be your muse They love to fly fast in the morning air With nothing at all to lose posted by:Russ at 12:36 AM | Post Page | 0 comments 0 Comments: |
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