Butterflies
are Free
Riding
on the rays of a golden dawn
With
wings of gossamer they glide along
These
creatures of nature were fashioned from clay
They
traverse the currents of a gentle breeze
Perusing
the landscape as they fly with ease
This
Eden called earth was made in a day
His
glorious creations were put on display
Butterflies
are free
Copyright@ Cindy Bennett and Ray Martell
9/11/00
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