'Butterfly' Poem by Linda Winchell

My friend said I'm like a Butterfly,
With her wings transparent colors to see.

She said I flit's around her garden,
On her flowers, just for her eyes view of me.

She gives me sweetened water in a dish,
As she goes about to feed her fish.

They see me too, I'm just a meal to them,
But I have protection and the love of my friend.

I give her joy when she sees me there,
In her flowers to carry, what seems to get stuck in my hair!

I love my friend, that she can see,
That Butterflies beauty, she seems to see in me.