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Antonio Norton writes, A butterfly’s wings glide through the bright sky, Cherishing the moment with glory, pride.

A butterfly’s wings glide through the bright sky, Cherishing the moment with glory, pride. The moment he loves: learning how to fly, His delight is something that he can’t hide.Fluttering lively on the top of the world, His crazy imagination rises,Igniting the air with a little twirl. His love for above really surprises.Many more wings join because of his joy,Now filling the sky with more than just one.Like a baby when he stacks up his toys,One by one the bunch is more than a ton.On this day the world did not have a clue,What a lone butterfly could really do.