If You Ask Me
If you ask me
Butterflies are free
to fly across the land
or sit upon the sand
where they want to be
On a misty petal
of flowers soft and pretty
or up in a tree
they flutter gracefully,
like a gentle breeze
To catch is to tease
'cause Butterflies are free
as free as they can be
just ask me and you'll see
Butterflies are free.
By Dorothy Wark
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