Special thanks to my Girlfriend Danielle, for inspiring me to draw this picture and helping me with the subject (the butterfly) Spirits sing and blow the wind, Spirits dance and spring, They run, Play, Create a play, For the Woodlyn kin like them. * Flowers bloom, Sun shines down, The light breaks the barrier, Of the shade, Smells of fresh dew, Is smelt from afar, As the Woodlyn kin are seen from afar, Singing their Woodlyn songs, Hence here sings the Woodlyn kin. * Sun shines down, Hits her face, Giving her, A gleaming grace, Showing off her snow white face, Smiling to the Woodlyn kin. * A fairy flutters to her face, Sprinkling dust upon her face, Giving her the gleaming grace, She has such a beautiful face, Say the watchful Woodlyn kin. * Years and years, Pass on by, She sleeps in slumber, With closed eyes, She smiles in slumber, With closed eyes, As they guard her side, Day by day, Guard her side, Do the Woodlyn kin. * Who is the Guardian of the night, Who is the Guardian of the day, Who is the one who sleeps in wait, As one of the Woodlyn kin. * She sleeps and slumbers, All day long, Dream and protects, All day long, Protecting the forest, With her song, Protecting the Woodlyn Kin.