Butterfly secrets

How does the little butterfly fly on dusty wings?

Avoiding drops of rain and the birds that sing?

How did she become the butterfly we love and know so well?

When she came from a fat caterpillar and she grew and grew and swelled

How does the little butterfly flit so easily?

From buttercup to lavender right up to a tree?

How did the butterfly become this way, when she cocooned herself so tight?

Never peaking from her home, hiding from everyone’s sight?

Will we understand the butterfly and her mysterious ways?

Or will she always hold her secrets tight as we happily gaze?


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