Ode to Butterfly

 

O butterfly on the soft petals,

Flowers yellow of daffodil,

Its trumpet shaped central crown,

Dilute thou the bulb poisonous;

On cactus type pointed flowers,

And bright coloured in dahlia,

Perch upon daisy’s disk floret,

Among white, purple petals,

Fly over dandelion’s solitary flower,

Disperse its white haired seeds,

Create lonely smiles around.

Compromise lily’s varieties many,

Its showy flowers purple,

Spotted golden, yellow and crimson,

Pure white, some with spots darker,

Thou cluster over each of them,

Flare also with lobes fragrant,

Hearty shape thine in cluster hued,

Match its leaves heart shaped,

Aid thus the florist trade,

Parent as you orchid flowers,

Siblings variety in shape, size, colour,

Thou but favour them all.

Too much colour hearted then,

Thou fly drunken, fluttering,

Take off as you from

Poppy’s white, pink red cups,

Bell then tulip’s bell shaped one,

Its bluish green leaves smile,

Pointed, they show colours ebrious.

Sweet scented nectar from

Garden violet makes you fly again,

Its central petal with guidelines

To pollinate, to procreate,

And thou further the nature there.

O highly coloured and patterned,

Flier strong, migrating distances great,

Thou nectar, plant juice feeder,

Wings rest vertically for short,

As thine club shaped antennae

Senses flowers from far.