Butterfly
Butterfly I am a little butterfly With patterned bright wings, Flying over the mountains Swaying with the winds. Flitting on branches Of trees brown green, Spotting round peaches Coloured red green. I look for flowers With petals that gleam, To suck out the nectar It feels like a dream. I swiftly fly away Chased by children or by teens, Poking around bushes Standing in a team. I can see colours Men cannot even dream, Bobbing in the moonlight While humans sleep. Defining freedom Skimming up a stream, Silence is my forte I don’t scream ! Symmetrical I may be My species umpteen, Myriad are my colours Attribute of my genes. Camouflaging in buttercups Blooming yellow cream, Managing to hide Even when I preen ! I am a little butterfly Swaying in the wind. Dr. Guncha Gupta 3/7/2019