Butterfly
Just stopped in to say hi.. to a butterflyColorful, Elusive, and quite exclusive!
She flys from table to table and she`s not
part of Aesop`s fables!
As she passes by flapping her beautiful wings
I think she thinks im a bee who possibly stings
You have inspired me to be like you, can i really fly?
Look butterfly, you are more than the heart feels and the eye sees
Your transparent colors have shone through and reflected on the bee
As you fly by and by serving tables and showing that you are quite able
Dollar by dollar, hour by hour, oh beautiful butterfly you were meant to be on the flower
Its not the hour or the dollar that you truly want, you need to know why
you were created, and what is your purpose, so look deep within and be all that you can be, fly high in the sky, flap your beautiful wings and sing!
Now its time to rest your wings and collect your earnings
As i close my eyes and realize, it was a delight to see you in flight
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