Butterfly...my all..my own, Butterfly br br My butterfly, I remember the br day we met. You bumped into me. br Well, sort of floated, from no where, br and from that moment, I recall what br I said, 'Well, my little butterfly, br where did you come from.? br br Butterfly, you laughed, and responded, br 'I picked you out, and just floated down, br and landed on your shoulder. br br Butterfly, there are many that think br that a Butterfly, can't laugh, but you did. br br They think that a Butterfly, does not cry, br but you have. br br Can a Butterfly be happy, cause happiness? br Butterfly, of mine...you did. br br Can a Butterfly, caused one to nearly burst br with joy? Butterfly, you did and you have. br br Butterfly, there is not a moment, since I br met you, that I can not recall. br br Some might wonder what a butterfly, drinks. br Butterfly, shall we let them know, we became br intoxicated, as we sipped the nectar of life. br br As my butterfly and I floated through the br wonders of earth, I wish we could share the br joy we found, with all of this planet. br br Butterfly, shall we always be together? br Butterfly, I do not mean, just here on br earth, I mean until the stars stop shinning. br Butterfly, I mean, until there is no moon... br no anything, but my Butterfly and I. br br Butterfly...I think that we will. Butterfly, br I believe that we were meant to be.