The
pretty butterfly
Flying
freely in the sun
The
morning rays in the sky
The
flapping wings enjoying its time
From
plant to plant
The
morning dew quickly dry up
The
pretty butterfly
Flapping
wings never knows its day
In
the late evening fall
The
pretty butterfly lies on the ground
The
day of its life gone...
What
causes it to die?
So
we better enjoy our times
We
will never know what tomorrow bring
Bless
the day we have in our hands
Live
the most of it and no regrets
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