Butterfly
If I were a butterfly... ...Would I fly away With wings I could fly away, run away, make a new start.
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I write, because it's easier to express yourself in words than to say it aloud. I write because I enjoy to do so, and if you read it a hope you experience that enjoyment too! :)
If I were a butterfly... ...Would I fly away With wings I could fly away, run away, make a new start.
If nothing changed...
A wind calls out Beckoning the tree's Free as can be The rock; cold and hard: Yet has been so far; seen so much But unable to share Just left to despair Is it wrong.
The tree sways in the calm innocent breeze of my green home,. swish. The bird makes it's presence known on the high branch it claimed, chirp.