Once I was a butterfly

September 1, 2007
By Allie Haaland, Park City, UT

Once I was a butterfly: FLUTTERING, Flying, Soaring over the people below, The children playing in the grass. Looking at the bugs B
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W The beautiful autumn colors. I fly. Now: I float around town Looking at the people I pass Pondering, And contemplating.


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