As you danced in the light with joy,
Love lifted you.
As you brushed against this world so gently,
You lifted us.
Love is like a butterfly; it goes where it pleases
And pleases wherever it goes.
A butterfly lights beside us like a sunbeam,
And for a brief moment,
Its glory and beauty belong to our world.
But then it flies again,
And though we wish it could have stayed,
We feel lucky to have seen it.
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