Flutter by, butterfly,

Teach me how to dream.

The things you’ve seen,

The trips you’ve been,

Upon your little wings.

What was it like on the ground,

Before your life went upside down?

Hung up from the leaves of trees

Til the day you emerged, free.

How much further can you go

Now that motion’s not so slow?

How much of the view has changed,

Now that structure’s rearranged?

Oh butterfly, as you flutter by,

So high up in the sky,

You’re on my mind

So please be kind,

As I learn to fly



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