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flight of the butterfly, rising free

Sing!

Sing the most glorious song
Live in the place of bright praise
Taste the heavenly light
With joy, in divinity’s days

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Scared

"She fills my whole world," he told his mother, Jan.
"She’s my beginning, middle, and ending." 
Logan couldn’t contain his enthusiastic joy;
It shone very clearly in his expression.

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breezes of spring

April 7, 2006

fresh daisies blow, breezes of spring
jocular song of the finch as we sing
smiling sun washes butterflies' wing
jocundity giggles through everything