Contributor: Lori Wyman

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The butterfly floats beyond the billowy clouds,
carried away by the whistling wind.

The orange sun above shines down upon God’s creation,
illuminating her dusty wings in a rainbow of color.

She gracefully flutters upon the shadows of the earth,
spreading her sweetness and light.

She breathes in humanity and becomes a quiver of fluorescence.


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I'm 53 years old and I live in Minneapolis, Minnesota. I love to write and am in the process of publishing a manuscript that I've just finished and have been writing for 30 years. I live with my best friend and adore my two Siamese cats. I work as a Sales Representative at Petsmart stores.