September 4, 2012
Flutter away,
Soft as the wind,
Your wings like petals,
Gracing beside the sky,

You soar up to the warmth,
And dive into the center of a rose,
Causing a commotion,
With the bee's and their black dotted friends,

Sharp as the grass you now reside on,
Twitching and flicking your antenna,
Communicating with your kind,
The butterfly.

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