Sometimes...

...I wish I can fly. Then I can show you my wings.

Then again... maybe I was born with a pair of wings. But a caterpillar stole it from me and it flew beautifully.

Now the caterpillar is a butterfly. It is like a flying flower.

"May the wings of the butterfly kiss the sun,
And find your shoulder to light on,
To bring you luck, happiness and riches
Today, tomorrow and beyond." ~Irish Blessing