Reflecting: Today I felt so good in a new state and guys flirting with me at my new job. I felt as free as my beautiful butterflies.
BUTTERFLIES
Butterflies are free to come and go,
Butterflies soar high and low.
Butterflies are dark and light,
Butterflies are soft and bright.
Butterflies are as colorful as a new spring,
Butterflies, to me, mean many things.
Gloria Hildreth
"Reflections: A Moment in Time"
copyright 2009
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