In gardens bright where colors dance, The butterflies flit, a delicate prance. With wings like petals, soft and light, They weave through blooms in morning's light. A canvas of hues, both bold and rare, They flutter and sway in the warm spring air. From flower to flower, they gently glide, Nature’s jewels, with beauty as their guide. In whispered secrets, they share their grace, Each fluttering moment, a sweet embrace. A symbol of change, of dreams taking flight, They remind us to cherish each day and night. So let us be like the butterflies, free, Embracing the journey, just as they be. With hearts open wide, let our spirits soar, For life’s a beautiful dance, forevermore.
