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Butterflies flying in the wind, Daises blooms coming in; the
sunshine warming you skin.
Looking into your husbands eyes, stomach getting
butterflies, your blooming like a daisy from within, now
there's something more warming your skin.
You look into your child's beautiful eyes, you know one day
their going to grow from caterpillars into gorgeous
butterflies, Like daises their sprouting out and your
relationship will go from parent to friend, if you look deep
within you will see the warm peace of the sunshine warming
their skin.
There's nothing that can compare to the love, the
butterflies, daises bloom, and sunshine once again warming
your skin.
Posted: 2014-05-21 03:51:30 UTC

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2014-06-07 00:28:49George Chow
This poem is true..but the road how to race a child is hard..can be alot of frustration.