The Flying Butterfly
The flying butterfly
Flying high in the sky
Perching in the apple-eye
Hi butterfly why in blue-sky?
There on the thyme with a smile
The flying butterfly
In nursery rhymes the passer-by
Calling children far and wide to vie
In a twinkle of an eye
The babies beautifying in style
The flying butterfly
Flings her feathers well-nigh
In the butterfly bush, skying high
Upon the yellowish pine trees, the hover-fly
Displays her colourant in the sky
Usually at a stone's throw they fly
Should I give a farewell as goodbye?
It doesn't respond but around d flowers they fly
Flower-flies, in July
Butterflies announcing the summer eye
Smelling the blue and green flower for awhile
The dragon flies in the sky
Flower-flies bidding goodbye butterfly
Far and near they fly
Descending the harmattan wind from the sky
Oh! Butterfly, I wish I can fly
So high in the sky
It may be for awhile
But there in the colouring clouding sky
I shall bid goodbye with a smile
(Opurum Precious; Nigeria)
Copyright © odiboyp 07/26/2016
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