for some reason like here on EP, and to block them for some reason as well. They will come into your life like butterfly, sweet and beautiful, we become hypnotized by their beauty and wits. The moment you want to touch them- they will fly away, and they go around another flower...
Like the sun? Or from the liver failure?
Maybe like the middle of a daisy? Or from the tired eyes?
Somehow, yellow was her favorite color.
She put her frail hand against my cheek and kissed my forehead and whispered, "Do you see the yellow?"
I didn't know what this meant...
Don't be afraid to fly
Spread your wings
Open up a door
So much more inside
Be afraid to fly
Come spread your wings and just fly with me and you'll see why
It's alright to
Don't be afraid
Don't let your spirit die
Spread your wings and prepare...
Look I am not going to bust your chops if you collect butterflies because people have been doing it for a long time. It's been an accepted practice for many centuries, but that does not mean I want any part of it or condone it.
It's kind of a double edged sword for me in that I...