Butterfly

Sitting on a bench in the park one day,
I saw a butterfly coming my way.
I opened my hand, and to my surprise,
The butterfly landed, consumed in cries.

I asked the little one, What is wrong?
Then the one began to sing me a song,
The sky is dark and my days are Grey,

There's nobody here to lift the clouds away.

I sat quietly for a moment or two,

And decided what to do.
I looked at that butterfly that was consumed in cries,
And told her promptly, I’ll tell no lies.

Even my skies are dark and days are Grey

I think we have no light in our way.

The butterfly finally stopped crying,
Opened her wings and went off flying.

I sat on that bench until it was dark,
And I finally left the park.
Day after day had long since passed,
I thought I'd see that butterfly for the last.

Then on a nice and sunny day,
I heard a little voice saying me, Hey.
I turned around and to my surprise,

There she was with her friendly butterflies.

I stared in awe as she spoke to me,
She said to me, You've set me free.

You've lifted the dark from the skies,

Now I see no Grey through my eyes.

I want to thank you for all you've done,

And let you know that you're our number 1.
After that she flew away,
I haven't seen her since that day.

Now that I know her troubles are gone,
I continue my walk under the summer sun.

Thinking wish I could solve my problems,

Like the butterfly have done.