I do not remember a lot of things
But I do however remember this
At the corner of my eye I saw wings
The vibrant wings I saw brought me pure bliss
The beholder of these wings were so free
They flew around my head effortlessly
So many of them, I think there was three
The beauty was lasting limitlessly
The colors were beautiful and bright
I claimed they were mine and watched them grow
Then one day they were out of my sight
I had asked where did my butterflies go
Someone told me they must have flown away
Only the best things in life cannot stay