A bouquet of flowers
I picked for you
My sweet pea princess
And the colorful petals
All turned into butterflies
They all flew away but they
Lingered above your silver head
Your drank in the beauty of that evening
And so did I, my dear Feline Lady
Your bouquet of flowers, my dear
Are very, very unlike any others
Because they turned
Into waltzing butterflies
Dancing in the sweetly
Scented breezes

*~Marian~