The Butterflies
That flutter by
They flap their wings
Up in the sky
Sometime I wish
But dare not try
To live the life
Of a butterfly
Their gentle wings
Of gold and blue
And red and green
Such lovely hues
So delicate
Their wings may be
But up they fly
So high and free
As they glide by
Without a care
Just like blossoms
That float on air
And they float down
To green bowers
To drink the nectar
Of some flowers
Caterpillars
That lie in grass
Crawling slowly
They can't go fast
But very soon
Will come the day
They spread their wings
And fly away
So let us be
Like butterflies
To have no cares
Nor bound by ties
To fly away
The world to see
A Butterfly
Is what I'll be!
