Imagine

I am an innocent butterfly.
I am a boat in the churning sea.
As I watch the days flutter by
I imagine what my world could be.

A super spy on a secret mission
Or an astronaut in a galaxy far away.
A colorful clown with no suspicion
Or a squirrel too hyper to ever stay.

Endless choices, endless days.
I am who I choose to be.
Imagining of different ways,
A world of possibility.

My imagination will never lie.
Always ready for another dive,
And can you guess why?
Because I am only five.