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Butterfly wings flapping softly,soaring high,
Bluey green tips,gliding through the sky.
Bluebird song thrilling,a sweet lullaby.
To the heavens,Angels called by a child's cry,
Hummingbird flits from flower to flower,
Sun radiates,through a spring shower,
Little boy fell,an Angel kissed his knee.
He smiled,stood up,pointed at she,
Shimmering dots of colour,brighest light of all,
The Angel smiled at him,be careful not to fall. |
