Dance Of The Butterfly

Through the air
they flutterby,
Oh that delightful
butterfly.

Flowers dancing in
their minds,
Dreams of nectar
from all kinds.

A place to lay
their eggs is found,
To renew the cycle
they are bound.

The caterpillar
compelled to eat,
To form a chrysalis
Its greatest feat.

Upon emerging
and wings are dry,
It takes to flight
oh what a beautiful
butterfly!

by David Ambrose