Butterfly

If I were a little butterfly

I would drink from summer’s well

And if I were a butterfly

All my flowers would sing and tell:

That the sun

Is my best friend

As I fly

In the warm, warm wind

And you, my love,

Are my best friend

Holding me

In your arms of wind.

If I were a butterfly

Mornings would always be bright

Like it is this morning, love,

With your eyes so full of sunlight.

-Geoffrey Griffard