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Edited by
LAMom
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Sat 02/09/08 09:40 PM
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Butterflies transform amazing the view
It starts with an Egg just a silly little Egg To a Caterpillar crawling about with so much might Lonely at times she spins a caccoon to hide Appearing before the Eyes such an amazing site Butterfly of Color Wings of Might Life oh how simple this Butterfly Ponders Deep down inside she often wonders Why am I lonely,,, Why am I not pretty.... What does life offer me???? I said to the Butterfly Ohhhhhhhhhh your beauty and grace Life you see is what you make it to be Radiant your Colors Exquisite .. your Wings Through my Eyes won't you see Fly My Pretty Butterfly Soar through the sky with me Life is of the Making Grace and Beauty bestowed upon you Fly My Pretty Butterfly Fly High Above for me.... Remember at times life is full of changes,, some we welcome and some we would really rather do without... Yet within the Transformation of life, Behold the beauty that lies deep within all of you For when one truely see's the beauty they bestow Life, living and just being,, Is quite an incredible Flight. |
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great as usual...
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To all the butterflys!
Beautiful write from a beautiful soul! |
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Wow LAMom....such a beautiful picture with wisdom to be seen.
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love the way you transform the blank page
((( mom ))) |
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Awww the transformation of life and love to watch it grow
and soar above the troubles that life bestows us is an amazing site indeed fly my buttercup fly |
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Oh so true! Transformation in any form, though at times painful, Renders such a opportunity for growth... |
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cudos LAmom
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werewolf_by_night_1
yea i know all about transforming |
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Butterflies transform amazing the view It starts with an Egg just a silly little Egg To a Caterpillar crawling about with so much might Lonely at times she spins a caccoon to hide Appearing before the Eyes such an amazing site Butterfly of Color Wings of Might Life oh how simple this Butterfly Ponders Deep down inside she often wonders Why am I lonely,,, Why am I not pretty.... What does life offer me???? I said to the Butterfly Ohhhhhhhhhh your beauty and grace Life you see is what you make it to be Radiant your Colors Exquisite .. your Wings Through my Eyes won't you see Fly My Pretty Butterfly Soar through the sky with me Life is of the Making Grace and Beauty bestowed upon you Fly My Pretty Butterfly Fly High Above for me.... Remember at times life is full of changes,, some we welcome and some we would really rather do without... Yet within the Transformation of life, Behold the beauty that lies deep within all of you For when one truely see's the beauty they bestow Life, living and just being,, Is quite an incredible Flight. Very exquisitely said.. beautiful poem.. thank you LaMom |
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More than words my sister, a light
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beautiful. thank you
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Blessed am I ....
Thank you my (((( Familia & Friends )))))) |
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Fly above you ---- never, did ya know I got one of those spiffy new brooms? Installed with a LA Mom sized side handle, its called a Witchie-two -- Any time woman, come fly with me.......
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Fly above you ---- never, did ya know I got one of those spiffy new brooms? Installed with a LA Mom sized side handle, its called a Witchie-two -- Any time woman, come fly with me....... Every day,, We fly side by side,,, Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I love the journey we have partaken upon together... Hugs to you (((( Wench )))) Nite for now |
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*Does the not worthy bow*
*repeats* *Does the not worthy bow* *repeats* *Does the not worthy bow* *repeats* *Does the not worthy bow* *repeats* *Does the not worthy bow* *repeats* Very nice write |
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Perched on the edge
of a delicate leaf timid tentative wings not yet dry step off the wind whispers step off but my wings may not carry me... step off the wind whispers step off where shall I fly? wherever you like... step off the wind whispers step off what if I fall? what if you do? step off the wind whispers step off what if I die? if you do not fly can you truly live? step off the wind whispers step off Be brave ...be you ... be free... |
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Perched on the edge of a delicate leaf timid tentative wings not yet dry step off the wind whispers step off but my wings may not carry me... step off the wind whispers step off where shall I fly? wherever you like... step off the wind whispers step off what if I fall? what if you do? step off the wind whispers step off what if I die? if you do not fly can you truly live? step off the wind whispers step off Be brave ...be you ... be free... (((((( Sherrie ))))))) I have learned to Fly,, I have learned to be Me,,, I have finally learned to Love the me in this skin,,, I have come to Love & so Adore you,,,, Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh such an incredible Journey this life I am Blessed with.... Fly my Butterflies,,, Fly....... The Rainbows of Color shine upon your Soul's......... Mmmmmmmmmmmmm and the flight continue's |
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(((((( Sherrie ))))))) I have learned to Fly,, I have learned to be Me,,, I have finally learned to Love the me in this skin,,, I have come to Love & so Adore you,,,, Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh such an incredible Journey this life I am Blessed with.... Fly my Butterflies,,, Fly....... The Rainbows of Color shine upon your Soul's......... Mmmmmmmmmmmmm and the flight continue's (((Mom))) I see you fly every day ... your poem reminded me of my own fear of flight only because I sometimes feel like a butterfly who doesn't know she can fly...who doesn't know for sure if the wind will catch her. I am at a crossroads between perceived security and living the life I think I am meant to live. I am stepping off ... any moment now ... I love you ... sister of the light |
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