Butterflies fly up high in the sky
Up and down waiting for something to go by
Throughout the day and without a care
Turning and gliding through the air
Each one soaring with a flair
Red ones, yellow ones, orange and pink
Few will land as quick as a wink
Listening to natures quiet sounds
Is what I think about when people are around
Each time I go to sleep at night
Sounds of butterflies dance with delight

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