… If I could be a raindrop, I would kiss each rose of morn,
And slowly trickle down its stem and rest upon a thorn!
If I could be a gust of wind, the kites I’d ride on high,
And hide among the clouds to chase them across sky.
… If I could be a rainbow, I would follow the passing storm,
And be a colored arch from sky signaling no norm!
If I could be a butterfly, far and free,
I would touch every flower and flutter close to THEE…
… If I could be autumn leaves, my color I would proudly show,
Until the chilling winds of winter lay me beneath the snow.
If I could be a snowflake on winter’s harsh breath, I’d ride,
And take my pure white blanket and hide at countryside.
… If I could be sparrow, the sign of spring that I be,
I’d know I’m always protected cause HIS eyes are always on me!! …