Free, Like a Butterfly

Sometimes I wish I was as free as a butterfly,

I wouldn’t know what to do.

Maybe I would glide from flower to flower,

Or bask in the warm sun.

I do not know a reason why,

But sometimes when I am feeling blue.

I wish I had the power,

Away I wish I could run.

Above and beyond without even a try,

To a place that is true.

Above all others I would tower,

Only then my journey done.


Sometimes I wish I was as free as a butterfly,

I wouldn’t know what to do.

Maybe I would glide from flower to flower,

Or bask in the warm sun.