Butterfly

The beauty of these delicate creatures has always left me wondering.

I try to catch you,

But you're too quick,

Your colourful wings take off with a flick,

I watch you fly high,

With others dancing in the sky,

Resting gently on a flower,

Sucking nectar with all your power,

Then you fly away,

Until another day.

Reviews

[Tinkerbellje]

Short, sweet and to the point. Nice poem.