A Caterpillars Dream

In the heart of the forest, where the tall trees sway,

A little caterpillar dreamed of flying away.

With a rhythm of the leaves, a dance in the sun,

She whispered to the wind, "Oh, I wanna be the one!"

Fly high, little dreamer, let your spirit soar,

Through the emerald canopies, where the eagles roar.

From the ground to the skies, feel the breeze, take a chance,

A caterpillar's spirit, in a joyful dance.

She crawled on the branches, where the flowers bloom,

Painting her path bright, in the forest's room.

With every gentle breeze and every ray of light,

She spun her dreams, waiting for the night.

Fly high, little dreamer, let your spirit soar,

Through the emerald canopies, where the eagles roar.

From the ground to the skies, feel the breeze, take a chance,

A caterpillar's spirit, in a joyful dance.

In the hush of the twilight, she found a silky thread,

Wrapped in her dreams, she rested her head.

When morning kissed the petals, a miracle would begin,

A transformation sweet, her journey within.

Fly high, little dreamer, let your spirit soar,

Through the emerald canopies, where the eagles roar.

From the ground to the skies, feel the breeze, take a chance,

A caterpillar's spirit, in a joyful dance.