The Smiling Butterfly

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The Smiling Butterfly

The Smiling Butterfly smiles all day and ally night
The Smiling butterfly knows when she is loved and needed
The smiling Butterfly has no reason to look sad
Because that smiling butterfly is blessed tonight
She is no longer ashamed
She feel she is free and spirited
that smiling buttefly got a reason to smile again

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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