Caterpillar, caterpillar, weak and small
It’s hard to understand the world when your walls are so tall
Asking questions and wondering when you will grow
Wanting more than anything for your wings to show
Caterpillar, caterpillar, one day you’ll see
The wings you end up with aren’t what you expect them to be
Your vision now, the plans you’ve made
Doctor, traveler, missionary by trade
Will soon crumble and give way
But the world you’ll find up there some day
Will take you to new heights you never would’ve known
Slowly but surely, you’ll come into your own
So, rest up little caterpillar, your day is coming soon
Your wings await in a C-172.
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