Glee

 

I saw the little thing fluttering about, and I made an attempt to catch it.

But it flitted away, out of my reach. 

Oh, glee!

To be a butterfly

To be free

To say goodbye

Without a tear

In your eye

Without a fear

To never cry.

But one day I shall soar, but not on butterfly wings.

I will fly higher amidst the crashing storm

I will be free of the encumbering things

I will fly in the Son's embrace, so warm.

And, that indeed shall be glee.