An Unrealistic WIsh a poem I wrote back in 2010

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An Unrealistic Wish




I wish I were a butterfly, I'd fly away from here.
From clutter and mess I'd leave.



My wings so airy, transparent and light, flowers of all kinds reflected in my wings.
I'd fly so high, hover over a flower so low; my heart would be steady and slow.



A tear I'd not shed.
My feet would stand on the early morning dew drops.



Harsh words I'd never hear.
Only God's beauty would I see.



I wish I were a butterfly.
Floating daintily on a summer breeze, never holding on to another's' lie.



If I were a butterfly, the wind would lift me carrying me away, even if I were ever so tired.
Sometimes life hurts, sometimes it seems like the life of a transparent butterfly could lift one from the muddy mire.



Yet if the butterfly were to touch the mud, it would be as I.
Stuck and glued, pretending never to cry...



I wish I were a butterfly.
From these troubles and heartaches I'd leave, and that's no lie.



Flying away, I'd look for the largest fields of beautiful flowers.
I'd walk across the early morning dew drops, forever forgetting teardrops that once flowed as showers.



Yet, here I linger, not knowing how to rid my heart of this pain.
Lingering yet so long, wondering how to rid myself of so much clutter seems I hear the rain...



Raindrops, raindrops are beginning to fall once and again.
I wish I were a butterfly, over a field of flowers I'd dance and reign.



I wish...I wish...oh how I wish, to be free of all that plagues me today.
I wish to leave this world a better place someday...