Butterfly. Poem by Christopher Thomas

I wish I was a butterfly
so I could simply flutter by,
fluttering above the flower heads
or surfing a warm breeze, so high.

I could pollinate Mother Nature
bring new life wherever I went,
innocence with true generosity
spreading life, before mine is spent.

How delicate I’d be, a mere butterfly
not to be held, for fear of being crushed,
I give unto all of you, my beauty
until my insignificant life is hushed!