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| Butterfly in the Wind: | |
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A child is like ........ A butterfly in the wind, Some can fly higher than others; but each one flies the best it can. Why compare on against the other? Each one is different! Each one is special! Each one is beautiful! |
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| O Butterfly: | |
| O butterfly, O butterfly Flying through the sky Where are you going This fine morning? Are you going to see the elves dancing? Or the flying horses prancing? I can see them when I dream at night What a wonderful sight! |
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| An Indian Butterfly Legend: | |
| If anyone desires a wish to come true they must capture a butterfly and whisper that wish to it. Since they make no sound, they can't tell the wish to anyone but the Great Spirit. So by making the wish and releasing the butterfly it will be taken to the heavens and be granted. |
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| Butterflies, Oh Butterflies: | |
| Butterflies, Oh, Butterflies, Your beauty is so rare. Butterflies, Oh, butterflies, How could anyone dare. to catch you and to hold you against your solemn will? They should just admire you and let you have your fill. of flitting here and flitting there, gathering up your daily fare of nectars from the flowers bright, from early morning until night. Butterflies, beautiful butterflies, with so many colors rare, it hurts my heart when one dies, Yet, does anyone truly care? For butterflies, butterflies, you represent new birth, from chrysalis until you die, you beautify the earth. thank you, lovely butterflies. |
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| The Butterfly (Through Someone Else's Eyes): | |
| There was an ugly caterpillar, That would do not a thing but eat, He thought he was quite handsome, Then he saw his defeat. He met a beautiful butterfly, With wings that could expand, "I can be like that!", he shouted, And ate the leaf in his hand. He tried his best, He looked real tough, "No," he sighed, This will never be enough. He felt tired one day, So he took a nap, Crawled into his pupa, And shut that little cap. When he woke up, Everything was different, The sun was shining bright outside, And the air smelled of mint. He felt something on his back, It was bright and dark blue, He had become a butterfly, His dream had come true! |
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| Butterfly Wishes: | |
| Yesterday a butterfly Came floating gently through the sky. He soared up through the atmosphere Then drifted close enough to hear. I said, "I'd love to fly with you And sail around the way you do. It looks like it would be such fun To fly up toward the summer sun. But I have not your graceful charm. I haven't wings, just these two arms. I've been designed to walk around. My human feet must touch the ground. Then magically he spoke to me and told me what his wish would be. He said, "What I'd love most to do Is walk upon God's Earth with you, To squish it's mud between my toes Or touch my finger to my nose. I'd love just once to walk around With human feet to touch the ground, But I have not two legs that swing, I haven't arms, just these two wings." And so we went our separate ways In wonder and surprise. For we'd both seen God's precious gifts Through someone else's eyes. |
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| A Butterfly Hovers Closely: | |
| A butterfly hovers closely And then quickly moves away, Swiftly going where so ever Her heart may freely say. A butterfly lowers and rises With the wind's gusty breath, As if coupled within a dance Of a loving tenderness. The butterfly only knows How it feels to have wings, To kiss the petals of flowers In such elegant flitterings. To have but one moment Of such an exquisite flight, Would be like a dream Where all seems so right. |
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| Legend of the Butterfly: | |
| Once as a child many years ago... on a balmy summer's eve. I sat in the yard at my Mother's side... and a butterfly lit at my sleeve. "It's a sign of good luck", my Mother said. As the butterfly stayed at my arm... "It's a symbol of all the beauty in life. Make sure you do it no harm." First butterflies are eggs and after they hatch... they see that their life's just beginning. They're content with their lot in life, so, they go out on a limb and start spinning. They stay out awhile in a magic cocoon.... then emerge like flowers in spring. Then they share the story of their victory and success... through each of the colors of their wings. The gold in their wings is the "Golden Rule"... To follow that is a must. The blue....That means true blue. Always be someone people can trust. The green of the tip of their wing is saying Stay green, and you'll always grow. The silver is the lining in the clouds of doubt... that you must look for as you go through life. Butterflies bend with the wind, it's true. Still they get where they want to go. They arrive by persistence through their own insistence... A lesson more people should know. Sought and valued by the whole human race... For their beauty, tenacity and charm. If a butterfly ever chances to stay at your sleeve... remember, my friend, don't fight it, but, learn all you can from the butterfly clan. And you too, may become a rare item. |
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