Once as a child many years ago
on a balmy summer's eve,
I sat in the yard at my Mother's side,
and a butterfly lit at my sleeve.

"It's a sign of good luck", my Mother said
as the butterfly stayed at my arm.
"It's a symbol of all the beauty in life.
Make sure you do it no harm."

First butterflies are eggs, and after they hatch
they see that their life's just beginning.
They're content with their lot in life,
so they go out on a limb and start spinning.

They stay out awhile in a magic cocoon,
then emerge like flowers in spring.
They share the story of their victory
through each of the colors of their wings.

The gold in their wings is the Golden Rule.
To follow that is a must.
The blue in their wings means true blue.
Always be someone people can trust.

The green of the tip of their wings is saying,
"Stay green, and you'll always grow."
The silver is the lining in the clouds of doubt
that you must look for as you go.

Butterflies bend with the wind, it's true.
Still they get where they want to go.
They arrive through their own persistence,
A lesson more people should know.

~ Author Unknown

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