Skies seem dark,
Like I'm going to rain,
But I know the sun will soon
shine the storms away.

Hard times are strong,
But its not permanent,
As long as we have faith long
enough we won't go wrong.

Just as butterflies are meant to
soar through the skies,
Try to be different in every single
way,
We will be triumphant through all
trials,
Butterfly Fly Away.

                                                          ­                                  Jonesy 2016 ©