LYRIC FOR SALE

By Little Jeannie

Butterfly…..my heart is so broken, I’mdf feeling so down, I need to go outside, take a good look around. The sky is so blue and the clouds are so white…it’s all so beautiful but I don’t feel quite right. Im empty and lost, don’t know how to be found, then I turn in my chair and I look at the ground..I see this small butterfly, it’s trying it’s best, to get off of this ground and go back to its nest. One wing is so perfect but one’s partly bent, it’s worn out out from the struggles it’s life has spent. I am sitting in awe at the life that I see, it crawls over a leaf then up to a tree. I watch it climb slowly as time slips by, I watch it climb up as I laugh and I cry. If this beautiful creature could have so much hope, how could I ever be at the end of my rope? She got to the spot where she needed to be, then I watched her take off…gorgeous and free. So to my little butterfly so precious and light, because of your strength I will fight my fight. Thank you.