"Angels"

I'd like to be a Butterfly
So I could float away
to be a vibrant Butterfly
would really make my day.

My wings would touch the sky so high
and all there is up there
through clouds, the rain, the sun, the mist
I'd fly without a care.

I'd race past planes
I'd hug the stars
I'd always be like new
but when I'm dripping in the rain
my thoughts will be with you.

The month of May is nearly here
the time is right to shine
to fly the skies a Butterfly
the wind and rain are mine.

Oh to be a Butterfly
the hurt of missing you
if I become a Butterfly
then you should do so too.

Published August 31, 2010 Write a comment
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