A White Brown Spotted Butterfly Poem by Francis Duggan

So little time for living life so little time for play
Just enough time for mating and her tiny eggs to lay
On cabbage leaf or edible plant where her caterpillars grow before they pupate
Just enough of time in her short life new life for to create
A brown dark spotted butterfly around the garden fly
It does seem in the freshening breeze that she is dancing in the sky
A fragile living thing of Nature so lovely for to see
I can only gaze in wonder at the beauty around me
Of the ways of Nature's butterflies little I can claim to know
From a tiny ugly caterpillar into a thing of beauty they do grow
In the warmth of the afternoon it flits around the flowers
That bloom in the October sunshine after the recent Spring showers
A white brown spotted butterfly a thing of beauty rare
She flits around the blossoming trees and dances in the air.