If I were a butterfly, I’d dance among

the daisies,

And sway with the branches of the trees,

Through the meadows, without any worries,

silently as a whisper, I’d hover under the clear,

big blue,

My soft and delicate wings freely fluttering,

their vibrant golden hues,

If I were a butterfly, that’s what I’d do.

Across the water’s surface of the rivers,

I’d leave ripples of light behind as I glide

on through,

If tired, I would hitch a ride upon a floating

leaf and enjoy the view,

At Dawn on the hilltops, I’d drink the

morning dew and enjoy the fresh air too,

Yes, if I were a butterfly, that’s what I’d do.

In the Spring and Summer, I’d

sip sweet nectar from the flowers,

If too full to venture far, a snooze

I need, ah, a rose petal to my rescue,

In a garden, children are playing and

chasing shadows in the Sun,

It’s best not to close my eyes lest they

catch me, cause that won’t be fun.

If I were a butterfly, that’s exactly what

I’d do.

by Zyrool