Floating gently by.
Of a pretty butterfly.
Never ask for anything,
Pure and graceful,
The quiet blue sky.
How I wish my soul would
Go and become a butterfly.
Even dark black butterflies with
Tattered wings are beautiful
Even if people hurt and kill
The butterflies who have done
Nothing to deserve it,
Still all go to heaven.
Her only desire is to fly to her freedom. You always ask her to go away, affirms her arrival in your life worsened your fate, you are probably right. She admits it. You are not a good element either for her. There is no compatibility between you both. You are like oil and water, will […]
Mama does a butterfly have wings
Yes my darling she truely does have wings
But Mama can she sing
can she sings
But my darling she was not made to sing to sing
What does she do Mama I ask you true
she sees golden light and flies above the ocean blue