Why I’m here..
Is my Love for The Children..
I see and feel for these Precious Ones; that, do not have a voice.
Over the loudness and injustices of this world. They need to have more precedence.
Maybe, you and I can help them.
LOVE Is The Answer.
In All Things..
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Dance Of The Butterfly…
Venture and Beauty..
within her wings.
A Butterfly flutters in the cool morning breeze.
In the crisp newness of day,
awakens the florals in their vast array.
The dewdrops race from leaf to leaf.
The flickering rays infiltrate through the bordering meadow trees.
Intricate and lovely; the Butterfly grasps every moment.
The yearning of expression; in her true simplest form..
A Butterfly’s dance is only for a moment’s span;
until she cannot dance, again.