WITHIN THE SOULS OF THE FOREST.TINY FLUTTERS OF WINGS.SPRINKLING A SHINY GLOW AMONG THE BLOSSOMS.
RADIANCE BEEMS OF SUNLIT KISSES THE LEAVES OF THE HIGHEST TREE.SHHHHHH!FOR THEY WILL SCATTER AT YOUR FOOTSTEPS.NOW SET STIL AMONG THE ROCKS AND WE SHALL SEE THEIR TINY BODIES GOING ON WITH THEIR BUSY DAY.COLORFUL SHIMMERS OF BEAUTIES IN THE PEDALS.IN THE BERRY BUSHES ONE PICKING THE MORNING FOOD.AND ANOTHER COLLECTING WATER FROM THE DEW ON THE BUTTERCUPS.AWW SO PRETTY THEY ARE.
THEY WHISPER AMONG THEIRSELVES.LISTEN AND YOU SHELL HEAR THEIR LAUGHTERS.AND WHEN NIGHT FALLS AND THEIR DAY IS DONE,THEY WAVE THEIR WINGS IN THE NITE AIR,AND A GLEAM OF RAINBOWS COLORS FILLS THE SKY,AS THEY GATHER IN THEIR LITTLE COVERETTES OF SOFTNESS AND CLOSE THEIR EYES AND BID ADO,FOR THEIR DAY WAS GOOD.AND YOU KNOW WHAT THEY TRULY ARE SENT FROM GOD ABOVE TO PROTECT THE LITTLE THINGS IN THIS BIG WORLD.
