A butterfly flew through the wind. With every graceful movement of its wings, the true beauty of this creature could be seen. The colours of its wings attracted the eye. They were magnificent, bright blues, greens and yellows. Colours of hope, and kindness. The creature's nature was beautiful too. Such grace and happiness. It was truely inspirational. It continued its daily tasks, unaware how amazing it true was. The butterfly landed on a gorgeous flower, out-shadowing its elegance. The butterfly stopped for a moment then flew onto another flower; Spreading its glamor. For that is what butterflies do. They are beautiful, they go from flower to flower collecting beauty, and the spread it wherever they go. True beauty can be found in a butterfly.
Dedication to my Butterfly; don't know what I'd do without you Xx
