Two Butterflies


Two Butterflies


Today I saw two butterflies,

flying through the air;

floating in such freedom,

without a single care.


I imagine in their language,

if they indeed do talk;

one would say to the other:

"Tired of flying- want to walk?"


The other he would say:

"Are you out of your mind my friend!

Surely we might get stepped on-

and that'll be the end!"


The other he'd think "you're right...

and besides our tiny feet-

would take four hundred years,

just to get across the street!"


Together they continued,

thinking happily as butterflies do:

"I'd rather be flying freely...

than be a smudge on someone's shoe!"


(c) Godwin H. Barton



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