Butterfly wings, delicate and light,
Fluttering in the sun so bright.
Patterns of color, so vibrant and bold,
Their beauty is a sight to behold.
Graceful and elegant, they dance through the air,
Their wings like paintings, so intricate and rare.
Softly they land on a flower so fair,
Sipping nectar without a care.
Butterfly wings, a symbol of change,
Their metamorphosis, a wondrous exchange.
From caterpillar to butterfly, they transform,
Their wings emerging, a stunning adorn.
Oh, butterfly wings, so fragile and fine,
A precious gift from nature divine.
May we cherish and protect them with care,
And marvel at their beauty, so rare.
@fianna