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