The grey concrete surrounded me as that of a dreary day br The metal collarge of buses, encircling me.. br whilst exposing the shyness of colour br to the dullness of the scene br How hard the colour tried..yet the grey consumed it without effort br I sat, whilst the fumes danced unashamedly br around the concrete path before me br br But I could only see the huge metal conterie in front of me.. br vibrating in tune to the fumes that swirled from it.. br As my ears were full of song.. br br 'You give me butterflies..' br br ..my heart sang to You as my eyes, br almost filled with tears.. br looked upon the lugubroius scene before me.. br br 'You give me butterflies..' br br My heart sang even louder.. br as the fumes enveloped me.. br br But wait! br What is this I see amidst the concrete collarge.. br What is this precious gem.. br struggling through the choking fumes.. br through the grey of this cold, somber calamity? br You filled me up with joy hardly contained br when, through all.. br there... br A pure white butterfly decended.. br and as I held out my hand.. br rested in my palm.. br br Oh my heart..........