She was wearing her favorite pink dress.
She was taking a walk though the field near her little home on the river.
She was humming her favorite song quiet and steady.
She reached her favorite spot.
She stopped in her tracks and sat down in the daisies.
She took a deep breath then she let the tears flow out of her blue eyes.
She then took a deep, deep breath and she disappeared in a flock of butterflies.
They flew up into the heavens where she was meant to go 100 years ago,
not imprisoned in a human body with butterflies fluttering in her tummy.
Wanting to be free and fly around the pretty flowers instead of being trapped inside while it rained or being stuck in a school house learning.
She dreamed of being free and now the curse was lifted and she was free.
~A~
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