(c) MrsMyth
Oh, butterfly, winged thing,
creature of flight,
flutter on by as a butterfly might.
Dip to the left, then you duck to the right.
I watch your air dances; amazed in delight.
How can an object just play in the air?
You make it look easy. No worry. No care.
I'd like to have wings and to soar like a kite,
but I don't have your grace, or proportional might!
Butterfly, Butterfly, lucky are you.
Sometimes I wish I was a butterfly too!