“ The Butterfly ” ~ not a frivolous fellow ~

Butterfly fluttering,

Leisurely floating

Dressing the sky,

Fitfully dancing

Shifted in currents

By breezes on high,

Ever so pleasing

You thus invent

Gently trapezing,

And softly you fly…

 

On wings of grandeur,

Your beauty defies,

And rainbows pale

To the colours you sail…

 

Not a frivolous fellow

This butterfly wonder,

As soon he’ll not show,

Deserting the sky

When summer lets go,

For here he would die!