I watch the news daily
Another past Monarch of
my life as a butterfly
passes by and is gone
Me, I can do nothing more
but move on and live
out the script that is
my life until I too
am at the last page
I cannot wonder of the
reasons or change the past
But as I reach heavens open
gate will I be allowed in
For I have questions of things
that have happened now and then
Questions I must ask
But for now I can only
live the script as life goes on