Beauty of the Butterfly
The butterfly glides gracefully
across a field full of flowers
My eyes become fixed upon the beauty
Which I could admire for days and hours
His wings are distinctly patterned
Setting him apart from all the rest
Coming off as though he's peaceful
continuing on to be his best
As I turn my head to look away
I look back to see it gone
It seems it left me here alone
Did I do something wrong?
Then low and behold down by my side
perched on the petal of a rose
Laying eyes upon one another
he then flew up and landed on my nose
Mr. Butterfly taught me a lesson
How life goes on by us fast
Live in the beauty that surrounds you
For tomorrow it will be the past.
|