the special light son
did you know a butterfly doesn't fly in the rain in order to protect there wings what a view to think and consider as I leave the cocoon ready to bloom there is only one thought on my mind these days over and over I affirm each word hoping knowing attracting is magnetic singing my speech in a special tongue floating on by up to sky high what rhyme is perfect and specific for time one that pops and bops upon my heart beat as I let forward go motion be art baby blue I rest into smiles for all that you are the special light son the brightest star