You’re here again
Winter beauty,
Wings tight folded
Now unfurled,
Yes the Sun
brought you here,
From sleeping
Sent you flying,
Set you free;
Love the day
Flutter flutter,
Then die;
Life’s so cruel
Little Butterfly.
(Authorial Rights have been asserted elsewhere)
My romance with efflorescences in an arboretum,
Is the most picturesque moment in ultimatum.
I can decorate your garden in style,
Provided, you keep the flora in pride.
Elated to dabble with a child,
As long as, both of us get stirred.
I can pose in variety of striking colours,
Competing positively with seasonal flavours.
I am the world’s most aesthetic insect,
With my graphics globally perfect.
