June 11, 2008
I see something high in the sky.
It soars, it flys.
So colorful,
in its many ways.
Sitting on a flower,
making it however more beautiful.
Pollinating it.
Turning from a caterpillar,
to a beautiful,
more relevant,
creature in our world.
The butterfly.

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