Life Can Be BeautifulA child sees a butterflyAnd runs to catch it as it goes byAnd if they catch they are in delightThey hold it gently not to tight.But as the years go byWhen we see a butterflyWe appreciate the beauty, the colors we seeWe admire but allow the butterfly to be free.We understand the struggle they have hadAnd just seeing them makes us glad.Our life is like a butterflyStruggles we have had we don't deny.But like the butterfly we experienceStruggles and choices that make a differenceBut if we overcome and stay faithfulLike the butterfly, life can be beautiful.
Work Still in progress. Each stroke of paint, a longing revealed, The veil of her past, slowly concealed. With every inch, her truth comes alive, In the space of creation, she begins to thrive.
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