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I saw a little butterfly

I saw a little butterfly
Hiding in a tree
She was so very pretty
She reminded me of me

I need a friend to listen
To everything inside my heart
I, also hide at times
Holding back a butterfly in flight
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I saw a little butterfly
Graceful as can be
With beautiful colors
That reminded me of me

I need a friend to help me smile
Someone to show me love
For I too have a beauty
In the Lord's life above
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I saw a little butterfly
Flying in the air
The Lord gave it such freedom
She is off, without a care

I saw a little butterfly
flying in adventure of her own
She reminds me of myself
Her wings are now my own.

© 2005Linda Ann Henry
Do you remember me
The people's poet


How does one become a butterfly, she asked pensively?
'You must want to fly so much that you are
willing to give up being a caterpillar."


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