There is one world that I know of

The one that I see through the lens of my rose-tinted glasses

Where I see puppies playing in the rain

Jumping on the grass

Wagging their tail

Beautiful big eyes of a puppy making a puppy face;

A world full of orange-black butterflies

Dancing over the grass

Fluttering their wings

Inspiring many a poet to write.

There is one world that I know of

That I see through my rose-tinted lens

And then there is another world

Where I see a puppy eating a butterfly.