Butterfly Dreams |
Upon silken wings of butterflies ride the wishes of my soul they are carried up into the sky where their own wings will unfold In the dazzlin rays of the setting sun you may see them shining bright waiting impatiently to become a twinkling star in the night Like the butterfly in its cocoon they are wishes just while I sleep dancing there by the light of the moon they are changing into my dreams |
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Artwork courtesy of NWCreations |
Copywrite 2001 Maria G. Abernathey |
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