Love is like a butterfly in so many, many ways.
It brings a bit of sunshine even on gloomy days.
It makes our souls feel lighter just to know
And gives our spirits wings, as if floating in
It carries us to places that we never knew
And comes in many sizes, shapes and hues galore.
Once we've seen it, we wish to hold onto it so
But like a frail butterfly, we must allow it
For if we should try to cage it up and hold it
in a pen,
We'll surely crush its wings, and it'll never
To keep that love glowing in our hearts each
We must remember always to give some of it away.
Every little bit we give to someone else to
Comes back tenfold, and we've so much to spare.
Put your love on gossamer wings, and give it
It will return to you, and bring you much