The sot flutter of wings
A gentle whisper in the misty morning dew
A mirage of colors from green to blue
Mix together on the fragile wings of this little butterfly
Who waits ever so patiently for the watery sun to chase away the dew
So that it may float from flower to flower
Without worry of ruining its delicate wings
Submitted: January 24, 2010
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