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Butterflies: Pause, Listen Come With Me

Butterflies go through several stages of development from caterpillars to butterflies. They start as small, green caterpillars that eat leaves and grow into large caterpillars that build cocoons where they sleep and transform. After emerging from their cocoons as butterflies, they enjoy feeling the wind on their colorful wings and visiting flowers as they fly through the sky, eventually laying eggs to continue the cycle.

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Butterflies: Pause, Listen Come With Me

Butterflies go through several stages of development from caterpillars to butterflies. They start as small, green caterpillars that eat leaves and grow into large caterpillars that build cocoons where they sleep and transform. After emerging from their cocoons as butterflies, they enjoy feeling the wind on their colorful wings and visiting flowers as they fly through the sky, eventually laying eggs to continue the cycle.

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Butterflies

Pause, listen come with me.


 Take my hand, listen to the wind.
 She comes, she leaves; change.

  When it comes, please be prepared.


  Don't let the moment pass by.
 
  I've waited for this.
  Man, I've seen a lot of things.
  Been, through this before.

 No one believed I could change.


 They didn't think I could make it.

 They talked about me.


 Their expectations were low.
 Never once did they see.

 The winds' best partner thrills me.


  Her friend is the butterfly.

Butterflies come here.


Soar through the sky and be mine.
Go with the wind now.

What are butterflies you ask?


Butterflies are peaceful souls.
They get me through life.

I know this without a doubt.


So really; what are butterflies?

Butterflies are nice


They have really pretty wings
So many colors

They glide in the wind


They are so photogenic

They are sweet as pie


Butterflies are all different
Not one is the same
Butterflies come in all shapes
They shine in the sun everyday

Butterflies like wind


They like air going through their wings
It gives them a chill

They are first caterpillars


They are so small and light green

They eat leaves all day


When they eat they grow so big
They start making their bed

Their bed is called a cocoon


They work so hard to build it

They sleep in their bed


They stay in their cocoon for weeks
Some stay in for months

After that process is over


They become pretty butterflies

They are ready to fly


See the beautiful world ahead
Fly through the sunlight

Love to fly to feel weather


Feeling cold wind hit their wings

They like cold wind better


Well I would like it better
Only if I was one

They are amazing creatures


How vibrant are their colors.

Their colors vary.


Blue, red, yellow, black, orange.
They mix very well.

They have so many.


The colors of the rainbow.
All among their wings.
They love the way the wind flows.
Such peaceful creatures are they.

Love the way they fly.


Love the way they fly so high.
They land so softly

They glide so quickly and nice.


Seeming innocent to me.

The way they glisten.


The way they play with the wind.
The way that they roam.

How the wind takes over them.


They go all around the world.

Looking at flowers.
The flowers smell so delicious.
To the butterflies

Its time to make baby eggs.


So they can be colorful.

They will be pretty.


Pretty little butterflies
They are oh so small

Caterpillars they are now


Butterflies they are later

They must eat a lot


So they can have energy
To make their soft bed

Life can be so amazing


Everything falls together

Now this is the end . . .

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