The Lovely Butterfly
The lovely butterfly; exquisite small body and colourful wings
An insect of angelic nature, which the summer brings.
To the landscape it provides its majestic presence
Visiting leaves where it often clings.
He sees that butterfly, on that leaf
It sits for a moment, its stay but brief.
Purpose to him, quite unknown
A giver, a taker, perhaps a thief?
Curiosity leads him to examine the leaves
White specks is what he perceives.
He first wonders what those might be
Then concludes the inevitable, which he believes.
Days later, leaves of that plant in a terrible state
The culprits, the caterpillars, which evidence does indicate.
He curses in anger, and creates a plan
With revenge on his mind, clear now the insects’ fate.
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