There I saw a butterfly,
Catching it was worth a try.
The more closer I got to catch it,
The further that it went.
I wont give up easily,
I want that tiny fly.
I kept a bait of flowers,
Fresh from morning showers.
As it came near by,
I caught my butterfly.
I opened my hands to see it,
It was scared and hurt and sad.
I dint mean to hurt it,
I dint mean to kill,
I only wanted a butterfly,
Just to keep it in.
Wondered what to do,
Thinking what went wrong.
Then I knew:
If I want a butterfly,
I should set it free,
If it is mine,
My butterfly will come to me!
Freedom is a precious present given to your Butterfly!!!
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