Butterflies Poem by Melissa Patty

That beautiful butterfly that flies
As it flutters its wings and drifts through the blue blue skies
The wings open and close
As it sits on a thorny rose
As the caterpillar squirms into a cocoon
Resting as it will be transforming soon
When it changes the shell will break
It now time for the awake
As each wing rises high
The time has come for it to begin to fly
They come in all colours and sizes
As they fly to each the flower they become great disguises
Butterfly, fly away
In the opening to the a bright summers day.


By Melissa Patty