Butterflies Are Choices

by lisa marie   Aug 16, 2005


Vibrant wings and endless ambitions
Colored smiles race across musicians
This place will soon become a dream
When we shall all dance

Then the world starts to sing
When winter turns to spring
As people learn how to fly
When all the demons die

The meadows will spread
Mountains will grow
All animals will play
And eventually;
We'll be happy someday

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  • 18 years ago

    by disenchanted

    I liked this one, it was sad but hopeful. Good Job.

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