If I would be an butterfly,

I would be full of colors.

When I would fly here and there,

Everyone would stare.


I would fly in the sky,

very-very high,

I would collect the nectar,

 And make honey in the hive.


I will move in through the long fields,

which has lot of colorful flowers.

I will choose the prettiest one,

and will sit on it for hours.


I will fly over the mountains,

and the deep valleys,

I will feel the peasant smell,

which the air carries….



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