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Butterfly.
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Bern's Fairy Poems.
Butterfly.
I saw a lovely butterfly,
dancing an age-old dance.
Fluttering from flower to flower,
as if in permanent trance.
From buttercup to daisy on to sweet smelling rose,
I in my humility watching your each ecstatic pose.
Rising on high sinking so low,
Each nuance of colour a friendly glow.
You are not miserly your brilliance to show,
seeking sweet nectar from heavenly blooms.
Lifting me up high from out of my glooms,
Were you sent from heaven on high?
Descending through a warm summer sky.
Dainty but tireless in your earthly flight,
Where do you retire in the darkness of night?
At the break of dawn I will see you again,
Performing your dance of perpetual fame.
Delightful to see a treat for my eyes,
You heavenly visitor from out of the skies.
