• Flutter and fly goes the butterfly graceful and gentle.
    Its fragile wings caring its weight up high.
    But beautiful it is as it flies from flower to flower dancing in the sky blessing the world.
    Until its fragile wings are trapped in a spiders web.
    The spider crawls down raping its strong web around the butterfly.
    Then the spider bights the once joy full butterfly sucking its life away.
    Leaving the butterfly dead.

    Flutter and fly blesses the butterfly but watch out the sky has turned
    gray.
    Rain has begun to fall wind roars up blowing the butterfly away as
    then rain has knocked the butterfly down.
    On the bottom of the ground far from the lovely sky the butterfly lays
    its wings damaged and scared binding it from flying.
    Without its wings the blessing withers away.

    Flutter and fly comes the butterfly.
    Bless the morning sun but don't fly to close your lovely eyes will be
    blinded.
    But you flew to close to the sun now you have lost your eyes.
    No longer can you see your way to dance in the sky.
    No longer can you find your way or see the lovely flowers.
    No longer can you see the rain nor the spider's web.
    Now what will you do?
    Now you once blessing of the sky took your life and now you lay doomed
    Butterfly you lay dead from the dangers hidden for you can not see.

    Flutter and fly little butterfly be not ashamed or your tattered wings.
    Different they may seem there amazing to some one who wants to see.
    Never hid all ways fly don't let the others claim whats inside.
    For your wings are ugly but your grace is purity as you dance around with amazed eyes.
    But if they claim whats inside your life is strung aside for the lovely to control your strings.

    The butterfly is graceful and lovely a kind creature to bestowed but
    with beauty comes the sacrifice as the world tends to rip it away. But
    the butterfly is not different from me and you. Yes we may not fly but are
    beauty is riped away the world is cruel but only the strong butterflies
    will survive. But some times the strong must help the ones who are weak so that they will survive and not end up on the side of the road. We all live and we all have the right to live. But its the ones who believe you cant do anything and you have no reason to live that influence you. So don't let them do that stand up and follow your heart and the moral written laws on it. Let God Bless you Frail wings. Love always La Chibet.