| Best Friend..... February 1, 2001 I've been chasing butterflies all day sifting through the freshly cut grass not a worry in the world perdy light wings carry my friend away. swift running, my legs push me farther en route to mr. butterfly sweet floral aroma fills my nose breathe out happiness from chasing my butterfly catching him seems meaningless. the persuit is so fun. but once you hold him in your hands, you feel how soft a creature can be you never want to let go of your new friend don't hold too long or he might grow weary let him be as he pleases and he'll stay my little delicate butterfly, my magical definition of happiness he loves only me i can feel it in his wings as he stays and flutters on my ear lovely butterfly flutters my heart a mess |