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Where Do the Butterflies Go
Teardrops of dews glistening Breaks the days of dawn Caterpillars shedding shells of cocoon Awakening with yawns The little fairies quaintly appear Dancing their favorite dances, all the day long But, where do the butterflies dance to When the sun hides her head... And the days are shamelessly gone? They fill up my gardens Frolic from tip of tulip to end of the rose Next to sunflower, daffodil the flutter flies flown Never attempting to speak even one little peep Keeping their precious secrets From sun up until the sundown A parade of floats Viceroy to the Monarch whom he tries to pretend Royal and regal, ginger and black Passes the hours while waltzing with flowers But where does each of them go as processions end? Dainty, the Painted lady curtseys Among the swallowtails that swan through the weed And the Admirals through the blade But soon to hide away Flying rainbows of season’s beginning to fade And my magical gardens now they are bare The little fairies all have disappeared Following the whisper of wisps, of a new winter’s air It’s the beginning of autumn And soon will come the billows of snow Did they take journey to a summer, in a far away land Where oh, where did the butterflies go
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