Beauty of the Butterfly

The butterfly glides gracefully across a field full of flowers My eyes become fixed upon the beauty Which I could admire for days and hours His wings are distinctly patterned Setting him apart from all the rest Coming off as though he's peaceful continuing on to be his best As I turn my head to look away I look back to see it gone It seems it left me here alone Did I do something wrong? Then low and behold down by my side perched on the petal of a rose Laying eyes upon one another he then flew up and landed on my nose Mr. Butterfly taught me a lesson How life goes on by us fast Live in the beauty that surrounds you For tomorrow it will be the past.