You do not interest me because
I don't feel a need to manipulate your heart
Live and let live. I love you little butterfly
I mean you no ill will and I smile when I see you
Your fetters are pretty to look at
Someday we'll understand these puzzles of life
Being alone gives me peace and peace is everything
Just quietly working away at a goal which is visible
The birds on the wing are just working away
At the little grains that nourish their bodies
Each day holds enough survival to spare time
I'm grateful for what I have and thankful to be alive
The thorn in my side I shall ignore
Until he, too, leaves me alone
Here's your candy little one
Try not to get your boots soaked
It's good to see you having fun
In Jesus' Name,
Amen
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