Butterfly Box

More re blogs from my other blog.

Writings of a Mrs



The Butterfly Box


There once was a little girl,

With rosy cheeks and hair all a curl.

She loved to dance and she loved to play

In her very own innocent way

Until one day

She didn’t want to dance

And she didn’t want to play

She had all these feelings

that would not go away

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