my remix to william wordsworth to a butterfly
i watched you fly around
beauty of a flower
your yellow
white
black
your sometimes yellow and black
i do not know if you sleep
when you find a flower you feed
you probably have a smile on your face
i do not know if you can smell the beauty
i do not know what your preys a wait for you
you spread your wings so high
you sometimes land on by
you eat bugs that pest us
your out in sun or rain
spring and summer
could be a different
could be the same
a butterfly is a true beauty of nature
May 19
May 19, 2026 at 11:53 AM UTC
my remix to william wordsworth to a butterfly
i watched you fly around
beauty of a flower
your yellow
white
black
your sometimes yellow and black
i do not know if you sleep
when you find a flower you feed
you probably have a smile on your face
i do not know if you can smell the beauty
i do not know what your preys a wait for you
you spread your wings so high
you sometimes land on by
you eat bugs that pest us
your out in sun or rain
spring and summer
could be a different
could be the same
a butterfly is a true beauty of nature
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