Apple Trees and Bumble Bee's

The sun was just a normal day. Rainy grey just seemed the way. And never was there any thought. That it was wrong butterflies caught. There just was not a life concern. It would be years till we would learn. To try to understand the reason. Why things would change with every season. The world would see us through the years. Through all the sad and joyful tears. That grew our hearts and changed our minds. As we watched our youth start to unwind. The innocence that made us bold. Faded away when bought and sold. But with the help from God above. We'd find our faith with hope and love. As years would pass and age moved in. We'd play the game and hopefully win. As apple tree's and bumblebee's. Seem's a child today just never see's.