Lady of the Spring
dancing out of reach she twirls away, elated just to be alive
color on the wind, the children cannot catch her try as though they might
so she slips away, returns to waiting flowers: Lady Butterfly.
dancing out of reach she twirls away, elated just to be alive
color on the wind, the children cannot catch her try as though they might
so she slips away, returns to waiting flowers: Lady Butterfly.
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