I used to be a butterfly, feet rarely touching the ground
I fluttered around absorbing all the exciting things life had to offer
And then one day after a moments rest I woke to find my wings had gone
No longer upon me, maybe taken by the wind & lost in the breeze?
All that is left is a scar of where they used to be
And I am no longer me, but a newborn lost and afraid
Of this life and journey I no longer recognise
My tears could drown me and be done, but I must go on
With hope in heart, that one day that same breeze
will change direction and bring my life back to reunite us.
Til then My mind can still soar above this bodies limitations
and my imagination become those wings
But how I ache and yearn to be free again.