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
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