Thursday, April 6, 2006
Dancing Butterflies and Ghost of Time
“Dancing Butterflies” Among the mist, amidst the dew, Inside the colored roses That nod their heads And sing swiftly to the breeze. Among the mist, amidst the dew, We watch the colored leaves dance, They dance to the roses sprightly tune, And the flowers slowly and quietly bloom. Inside the colored...
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