Chasing Butterflies

 
When I was child I was a dreamer
and on deep reflection that be true even today 

somedays it just doesn't feel
as if I’m a grown up
when I close my eyes
it feels as if I'm still chasing butterflies
catching them in my net

ever hoping the ice cream van
will come rearing round the corner 
with its magnificent music playing
from the loud speaker attached to its rooftop
even though I’m dreaming
I know which flavor I’d choose
mint chip and if I was really lucky a flake on the side 

I’d be the first to admit
not having worries really was a gift as a child 
not like today 

many a moment I sit dreaming 
of those times, those much simpler times
that as a child I couldn’t have appreciated
because how was I to know?  

so less complicated  
so much less complicated than today
so less complicated
than being the writer of this sheet
 
chasing butterflies?
 
I'll tell you, somedays…
 
that's all I can do.