She was a fluttering butterfly
In pursuit of sunlight
Once she flew up, too high
To brighten up other lives.
Strong, herself she perceived
Not pretentious, just naive
Thinking sorrows of the world
Away, alone, she could carry.
But the sun came down heavy
Burning her tiny body
She looked back at her friends
Crying 'back to hell, fly, please!
I'll be back in a while
It's a tad too hot, though I'm fine
This glee we are all in search of
Is right here, a grasp away!
She was famished, just tired
With everything turning a blurry sight
The heat numbed her wings
And her foolish mind.
Almost there, almost there
It's almost done, one more tiny flap...
For we fight, we lead
And we will conquer every feat!
If only you'd be kind -
I don't ask for much,
A handful of your sunshine
To bring upon many smiles.
The sun in all its blaze,
Said, "Come, hug me child!"
And she flew into its fury -
That butterfly died.
