Dancing Butterflies


Spring time finds butterflies
Dancing in a garden of flowers.
The gentle breeze is the music
The flutter on for hours.

They are all costumed in
Their finest dresses
Softly colored by petals
Each tiny wings caresses

Their movements are graceful
As they glide through the air
Each step is choreographed
With great care

But spring time is fleeting
And summer is too
They dance their finale
When the seasons are through

And now the dancers are gone
Their costumes grew jaded
No more music in summer breezes
Spring time and summer have faded

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