gail godin (27 Aug 55 / Savannah, GA)

Butterfly, butterfly, your colors so bright
Where do you go when God turns out the light?

Do you find some place safe that you can call home?
Or continue to flutter, continue to roam?

Through a buffet of flavors, slurping nectar, so sweet
Savoring a myriad of flowers, as their juices you drink

Until your tunny's content and you've had your fill
Now let your food settle till you next nectar meal

Butterfly, butterfly, your colors so bright
Where do you go when God turns out the light?

Do you continue to fly from flower to flower
Or call it a day then wait out the hours?

Do you find a cozy and compfy place
Where you're sure to show God's beauty and grace?

I know I've seen you many times before
At a picnic, a ball game, at the seashore

Look for the beauty God gave us to share
And we will find butterflies plentiful there.

Butterfly, butterfly, colors so bright
Where do you go when God turns off the lights?