The Butterfly

It seems just like yesterday,
You would sleep all night and day
But now you've come out

From your coccoon,
And started your day so early, so soon
You spread your wings
And fly night and day
looking out for danger that may harm your way

Spread your wings
My butterfly
Reach the stars, don't stop to think why
For you must live your tiny life
Though succeedingness, and pain and strife.

by Fernanda Alves


Inspiration
Why did You make me black
A highway without exits
She's Alone
Reality of life
The Consequence
When I get thereWhy God gave us friends
An Angel
Forever with you
I must but I wontThe Search
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