A Fluttery Dreamer (poem)

 

I am a butterfly,

Colourful and small,

I may have a silly dream,

I may not be prettiest of all.

But I don't want to flutter around,

I want to soar the sky,

My friends all make fun of me, 

They say things with fie!

My dreams, my thoughts,

My folks don't agree,

I still fly high in the vast sky,

So they too can understand and see.

One day I flew for hours and hours, 

Up high with the clouds so white

I saw green meadows and grazers below,

Oh my! What a spectacular sight!

On that day something changed,

My friends listened to my tales with belief,

They too now fly high with me,

And have now made me their chief!

~ Anoushka Sabnis