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Butterflies Love Dance

They flutter and they flitter

Two lovebirds on the lam

Their beatings wings adorned with glitter

Tiny beads of dew reflecting in the sun.

 

From flower to flower they wander

A constant game of catch me if you can,

No time to wait or simply ponder

When procreation is now their only plan.

 

Short are the days their mission clear,

Their brief life\'s work comes down to this,

To live and love is what they hold most dear

One perfect union as part of Nature\'s bliss.

 

And while they dance we gaze

Lost in the beauty of their craft

Peering keenly through the wispish haze

As they glide and turn on every breath and draft.

 

Even the flowers smile at this fine show

Spreading their petals wide in welcome sign

Hoping that their alluring scent and glow

Will lead the lovers there to dine.

 

And so does nature prove it\'s worth

When such fine balance yields so much

As the pollen feeds the future birth

So too the flowers create from that gentle touch.