Happiness is a butterfly
Alighting just beyond my grasp,
So quietly, a gentle sigh
She knows this moment cannot last.
Alighting just beyond my grasp
I thought I had it, too soon gone,
Happiness could not hold fast
A trick, a breeze, a fleeting song.
So quietly, a gentle sigh
Content to warm her flimsy wings
Quivering readiness to fly
In ecstasy or trembling
She knows this moment cannot last
Wasps and frogs so cruelly near
Must take this moment now to bask
For ecstasy soon turns to fear
Lyndsay Campbell