On watching Butterflies
Bold queen,
why so shy?
On a lily light,
To let me spy
Red and orange,
Wraped in gold
Still your wings,
Let me behold
Those smooth leaves.
Open wide
Little queen,
Why should you hide?
Royal blooded
How you flit
Calm your heart
Come and sit
Ill only look
I have no net
Little queen, why not rest?
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