He saw the butterflies
And he wondered where his brothers and sisters were.
He didn't know that he was looking straight at them.
He said, I wish I were one of those beautiful creatures up in the sky.
I wish that I were flying.
He didn't know that someday he would be.
One day, he said, I will roll up in a cocoon,
And come out as one of those beautiful creatures.
And so, he did.
And when he came out, he was a beautiful butterfly
But poor thing, his wings were all wet,
So he had to sit in the sun all day to dry them.
But tomorrow he came out and flew!