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[aid] => mick
[title] => Butterfly
[time] => 2006-06-27 13:13:17
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[bodytext] => BUTTERFLY Butterflies are very beautiful and fragile They come in all different shapes and sizes and colors I used to collect all kinds of butterflies Black, white,red and all different colors Each time I caught one I would see another that i thought was even more beautiful Than the one I already had I really thought I had a lot of fun chasing the butterflies and catching them I just did not know how to keep them Sometimes I would have many at one time And not know what to do with them Well what I mean is I would either hurt them or damage them See butterflies are vary fragile And Need to be treated with respect Never new that You know if you touch a butterflies wings it can not fly I use to want to just touch the butterflies wings because they were so beautiful I did not think or care how that butterfly would feel or what effect I would have on its life Or if it would ever be able to fly again I met someone who gave me what I was really looking for See I thought if I could have a lot of butterflies I would feel good about my self INSIDE Never happened See I was missing a part of me, that only God could give Now I have learned this some time ago when I really met Jesus Way back when He was telling me about butterflies But I did not understand till something happen You see for me the butterflies were the girls I use to chase Catch and release Not knowing the damage I was doing to them by touching there wings Some would die from their wounds and some would never fly again God took my net away But now I know what the butterfly was about that He showed me The butterfly I saw was the most beautiful, I had ever seen And The one I will never forget, it will be in my heart forever as a reminder God is good He showed me that a butterfly is a beautiful thing That changes all the time They can be a black one, red,white, and many more different colors and shapes and sizes, no two are the same You see I have been caught in the butterfly catchers net before also, and got my wings damaged too So I know that also. I just could not see what I was doing wrong till I did not do it any more Now I can see just how damaging we all are. So now I just watch the butterflies and do not try to catch one or touch one I will wait for the butterfly to touch me Then I will be very careful and fragile with it And be sure not to harm it, and if it wants to fly away, I do not want it I will not touch its wings, so it can not fly, that has to be the butterflies choice I respect the butterfly THE BUTTERFLY CATCHER THAT USE TO BE [comments] => 1 [counter] => 218 [topic] => 62 [informant] => Dalnik [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => spiritual )
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