I open up my door to greet the early morning sun
Closing it behind me and away I do run
To the meadow where the meadow lark is singing in the tree
In the meadow I go walking in the early morning breeze
I cup my hands to catch a multi-colored butterfly
Perched upon the petals of flowers growing wild
Freeing it I watch it as it flies away from me
To visit with the flowers in the early morning breeze
visit
there
stray
walking
still
singing
multi
morning
misty
leaves
linger
knees
hands
closing
kneel
about
catch
butterfly
among
aster
meadow
behind
chorus
breeze
flowers
perched
kissed
growing
coming
watch
drops
early
flies
where
courage
freeing
gently
rainbow
dahlia
geraniums
petals
colored
greet
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