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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