<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=547655" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Butterfly...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Butterfly...my all..my own, Butterfly</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My butterfly, I remember the<br>day we met. You bumped into me.<br>Well, sort of floated, from no where, <br>and from that moment, I recall what<br>I said, 'Well, my little butterfly, <br>where did you come from.? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Butterfly, you laughed, and responded, <br>'I picked you out, and just floated down, <br>and landed on your shoulder.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Butterfly, there are many that think<br>that a Butterfly, can't laugh, but you did.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They think that a Butterfly, does not cry, <br>but you have.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Can a Butterfly be happy, cause happiness? <br>Butterfly, of mine...you did.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Can a Butterfly, caused one to nearly burst<br>with joy? Butterfly, you did and you have.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Butterfly, there is not a moment, since I<br>met you, that I can not recall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some might wonder what a butterfly, drinks.<br>Butterfly, shall we let them know, we became<br>intoxicated, as we sipped the nectar of life.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As my butterfly and I floated through the<br>wonders of earth, I wish we could share the<br>joy we found, with all of this planet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Butterfly, shall we always be together? <br>Butterfly, I do not mean, just here on<br>earth, I mean until the stars stop shinning.<br>Butterfly, I mean, until there is no moon...<br>no anything, but my Butterfly and I.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Butterfly...I think that we will. Butterfly, <br>I believe that we were meant to be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Joe+Fazio">Joe Fazio</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=547655" data-title="Butterfly... de Joe Fazio" data-description="Butterfly...my all..my own, Butterfly My butterfly, I remember the day we met. You bumped into me. Well, sort of floated, from no where, and from that moment, I recall what I said, 'Well, my little butterfly, where did you come from.? Butterf..."></div> </div> </div>

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