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while my heart fluttered with a myriad of  emotions
my garden held a festival of butterflies
any which way the eyes saw
there was a riot of quickly fluttering wings that shone
i cudnt help but smile
…and quietly recite a poem i knew as a child!!!!
the sky had been an everchanging canvas
with beautiful a hue of blue
where clouds floated
forming shapes
and creating shadows that moved merrily…
… i knew it would rain
cause rain has a scent so unique nowadays…
the smell of wet earth
and fragrance of flowers stolen and brought from afar!
 the breeze didnt play tyrant today
it merely helped the  flowers to sway upon the stalks
not one blossom did leave its plant!