The definition of beauty ranges far and wide,

Some consider beauty in whats hidden it deep inside,

Some consider it as an appearance, The one that puts you in a trance

Some see it in the art of dance, Which moves shows how wild and free, Everyone dances oh so happily

Like a butterfly flying so high containing beauty in the wings but before there was none the unfairness of life has begun, People treat you by the way you look, like how they judge a cover of a book, looking at a caterpillar ignored or disgusted. Not willing to venture what's hidden within, those layers of skin, there resides a beautiful fragile wing.

But the butterfly did not like attention, she liked the quite preservation, and she flees to the forest with glee. Exploring the deep wilderness, She was strange but surely unique.

Hidden beneath the meadow,

Basting in the sun,

Having fun with friends,

A new adventure has begun