Butterflies The beauty of the butterfly, free so light of touch, free to follow it’s own heart, free to chose the start, free to dance and free to leave, free to kiss goodnight, free to end the sadness and fly away from the fight Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Author: Peter Writer and co-founder of From Heartbreak to Happiness View all posts by Peter