Egg, caterpillar, chrysalis and butterfly
a fascinating life cycle my oh my
then at the end away they fly
all love to watch them flying by

those butterflies, an erratic sight
one that engages non linear flight.
on colourful platform will alight,
when the season is just right

pollinating from flower to flower
ideally protected by leafy bower
delight to watch them hour on hour
on floral carpet or growing tower

five flaps per second, a butterfly flits
up then down in lifts and dips
with dramatic wings nature equips 
tasting food with feet, strange butterfly grips

each of four wings are made of scales
as bright and light as gossamer sails
ragged wings are when flight fails
end of days on hills and dales

oh how I love the butterflies
that brush the earth and fill the skies
becoming endangered, my heart cries
only stillness and emptiness when every butterfly dies