Is this iambic pentameter?
Friday, September 25th, 2009
I crawl along the tree branch, wishing I could fly
I want to be with the birds, flying in the sky
No other animal, is quite as slow as me
Green leaves and acorns are all that I see
I want to be with the birds, flying in the sky
No other animal, is quite as slow as me
Green leaves and acorns are all that I see
I saw a butterfly today; I wish I could be him
But surely such vanity, must be a sin
Will I someday be like him too?
I can only pray that such things are true
So I build my cocoon, and anticipate my fate
Now the only thing left to do is wait
After what seems like a lifetime I finally break free
But as I look down, I do not believe this is me!
I have colorful wings and I am graceful in flight
I feel like I could soar higher than a kite
No longer am I forced to only crawling on the ground
Now I can explore this beautiful world around
This is the most happy that I have ever been
Now I feel like my life can finally begin
I wish I could go to the heavens way up high
And personally thank God for my ability to fly
By: Care
