Oh butterfly.

You are lost and I am afraid

You cannot remember your way to the warmth of the sun.

How you arrived here is anyone’s guess.

Only you truly know the path you have journeyed.

I’ve tried to save you

But you’re up so high

Here inside

Where you are not meant to be.

Flitting and thrashing against the cold

Windowpane

For you know not the way to where you need to be.

When you settle

I will reach you.

I’ll put you back where you belong

In the open sky.

Please don’t look back.

This you must promise me

…………

You will fly.

Fly,

Fly.

Fly away free.