May the wings of the butterfly kiss the sun.
And find your shoulder to light on.
To bring you luck, happiness, and riches.
Today, tomorrow, and beyond.
"Maybe if we reinvent whatever our lives give us we find poems." --Naomi Shihab Nye
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