If I was a butterfly
I wonder what colour my wings would be....
If I was a butterfly, I wonder what colour my wings would be?
Would I be vivacious with every colour you could possibly dream?
Or would I be subtle,
A soft white or blue?
Would I stop the show simply with the way I could flutter into a room?
If I was a butterfly would I be rare? Or one of many scattered around flowers sucking on another’s liquid nectar.
One thing I know is If I was a butterfly I would beat my wings so gratefully every day,
Knowing that my freedom emerged from a dark crysalis to bring light and height to each of my days.
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