She is in the meadow, butterflies dance just above her head
She waves her arms, hands and tiny fingers at them, as they fly
Her bear feet dance with the sun-flowers, as they kiss her feet
She laughs and smiles, in the meadow, as butterflies, kiss her hair

She jumps and screams at the butterflies, if, I catch you, I will take you home
To my mother and show her all the beauty that I had today in the meadow
All by myself, dancing on sun-flowers, butterflies kissing my hair, they made
Me laugh as I tried to catch them, sorry mom, they were to fast for me

But, I did bring some sun-flowers home and I have a hand-full, for you mom
Her mother looked at the flowers and tried not to cry, as her daughter said,
Sorry mom, I tried to catch some butterflies, they flew to high over me
Mom said Child, the flowers are beautiful and one day, your child will dance

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