Butterfly Poems

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Butterfly Poems

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A Butterfly Hovers Closely
Author Unknown

A butterfly hovers closely
And then quickly moves away,
Swiftly going where so ever
Her heart may freely say.

A butterfly lowers and rises
With the winds' gusty breath,
As if coupled within a dance
Of a loving tenderness.

The butterfly only knows
How it feels to have wings,
To kiss the petals of flowers
In such elegant flutterings.

To have but one moment
Of such an exquisite flight,
Would be like a dream
Where all seems so right.

God's Warrior

Butterflies
Author Unknown

Butterflies go fluttering by
On colored wings that catch the eye.
On wings of orange, and silvery blue,
On wings of golden yellow, too.
Butterflies float in the air,
Making their homes most anywhere:
The rainforest, field, and prairie land,
On mountaintops, and desert sand.
If winter brings the cold and snow,
To warmer climates, off they go!
Returning home the following spring,
Beautiful butterflies on the wing!

A BUTTERFLY LIGHTS BESIDE US.
~~Author Unknown.~~

"A butterfly lights beside us, like a sunbeam...
and for a brief moment it's glory
and beauty belong to our world...
but then it flies on again, and although
we wish it could have stayed,
we are so thankful to have seen it at all."

You're My Butterfly
Lyrics/Song - Lenny Kravitz

Your are the most beautiful thing
I've ever seen
You shine just like sunlight rays
On a winter snow
I just had to tell you so

Your eyes sparkle as the stars
Like the moon they glow
Your smile could light the world on fire
Or did you know?

Your minds full of everything
That I want to know
I just had to let you know
I just had to tell you so
Your're my butterfly
Fly high
Fly fly fly

A Butterfly Lights Beside Us
Author Unknown

A butterfly lights beside us, like a sunbeam...
and for a brief moment it's glory
and beauty belong to our world...
but then it flies on again, and although
we wish it could have stayed,
we are so thankful to have seen it at all.

Butterfly
Author Unknown

Flutter by,
Butterfly,
Floating flower
in the sky.
Kiss me with your
Petal wings---
Whisper secrets,
Tell of spring.

God's Warrior

Butterflies, Oh, Butterflies
Author Unknown

Butterflies, Oh, Butterflies,
Your beauty is so rare.
Butterflies, Oh, butterflies,
How could anyone dare.
to catch you and to hold you
against your solemn will?
They should just admire you
and let you have your fill.
of flitting here and flitting there,
gathering up your daily fare
of nectars from the flowers bright,
from early morning until night.

Beautiful Butterflies

Butterflies, beautiful butterflies,
with so many colours rare,
it hurts my heart when one dies,
Yet, does anyone truly care?

For butterflies, butterflies,
you represent new birth,
from chrysalis until you die,
you beautify the earth.
thank you, lovely butterflies.

God's Warrior

Butterfly In The Wind Poem
Unknown Author

A child is like a butterfly in the wind,
Some can fly higher than others;
but each one flies the best it can.
Why compare one against the other?

Each one is different!
Each one is special!
Each one is beautiful!

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Legend of the Butterfly
Author Unknown

Once as a child many years ago...
on a balmy summer's eve.
I sat in the yard at my Mother's side...
and a butterfly lit at my sleeve.

"It's a sign of good luck", my Mother said.
As the butterfly stayed at my arm...
"It's a symbol of all the beauty in life.
Make sure you do it no harm."

First butterflies are eggs and after they hatch...
they see that their life's just beginning.
They're content with their lot in life,
so, they go out on a limb and start spinning.

They stay out awhile in a magic cocoon....
then emerge like flowers in spring.
Then they share the story of their victory and success...
through each of the colors of their wings.

The gold in their wings is the"Golden Rule"...
To follow that is a must.
The blue....That means true blue.
Always be someone people can trust.

The green of the tip of their wing
is saying Stay green, and you'll always grow.
The silver is the lining in the clouds of doubt...
that you must look for as you go through life.

Butterflies bend with the wind, it's true.
Still they get where they want to go.
They arrive by persistence through their own insistence...
A lesson more people should know.

Sought and valued by the whole human race...
For their beauty, tenacity and charm.
If a butterfly ever chances to stay at your sleeve...
remember, my friend, don't fight it, but,
learn all you can from the butterfly clan.
And you too, may become a rare item. [/b]

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An Indian Butterfly Legend

If anyone desires a wish to come true they must
capture a butterfly and whisper that wish to it.

Since they make no sound, they can't tell the wish
to anyone but the Great Spirit.

So by making the wish and releasing the butterfly
it will be taken to the heavens and be granted.
Author Unknown

An Irish Blessing

May the wings of the butterfly kiss the sun.
And find your shoulder to light on.
To bring you luck, happiness and riches.
Today, tomorrow and beyond.

A Butterfly Hovers Closely
Author Unknown

A butterfly hovers closely
And then quickly moves away,
Swiftly going wheresoever
Her heart may freely say.

A butterfly lowers and rises
With the wind's gusty breath,
As if coupled within a dance
Of a loving tenderness.

The butterfly only knows
How it feels to have wings,
To kiss the petals of flowers
In such elegant flitterings.

To have but one moment
Of such an esquisite flight,
Would be like a dream
Where all seems so right.

God's Warrior

A Symbol of Love
Author Unknown

A butterfly lights beside us like a sunbeam
and for a brief moment, its glory and beauty
belong to our world.

But then it flies again,
And though we wish it could have stayed...
We feel lucky to have seen it.

THE BUTTERFLY ~~Author Unknown.~~

There was an ugly caterpillar,
That would do not a thing but eat,
He thought he was quite handsome,
Then he saw his defeat.
He met a beautiful butterfly,
With wings that could expand,
"I can be like that!", he shouted,
And ate the leaf in his hand.
He tried his best,
He looked real tough,
"No," he sighed,
This will never be enough.
He felt tired one day,
So he took a nap,
Crawled into his pupa,
And shut that little cap.
When he woke up,
Everything was different,
The sun was shining bright outside,
And the air smelled of mint.
He felt something on his back,
It was bright and dark blue,
He had become a butterfly,
His dream had come true!

God's Warrior

OH, BUTTERFLY, WHERE DO YOU GO?
Heather Scott.

Oh butterfly where do you go,
When the sunset itself does show?
I see you quite frequently
when the sun shines overhead,
But where are you when I am put to bed?
The days are long,
The sun is strong.
Still then I see you flutter,
With wings as soft as butter.
Yet when shines the moon,
Why am I alone?
I hear not soft wings
beating upon my windowsill,
Nor do I see your pupae
upon the miller's mill.
Where do you go at night
When the stars are shining bright?
In the daytime I see you flutter
'round and 'round,
From the sky to the ground.
Oh butterfly where do you go,
When the sunset itself does show?

SPECIAL BUTTERFLY
James A. Semmens

Oh butterfly,
you are so magnificent
as you gently soar
high above the earth
connected only
by gravity's invisible pull.
You bring joy and happiness
to all who know you,
You add beauty to the flowers
and trees where ever you go,
You make the world complete!
You are free,
free to float with the breeze
high above the trees
absorbing the beauty
and wonder of all below.
You are free,
free to land
on a child's outstretched hand,
to trust,
to linger for awhile
and feel the gentle warmness
of the sun on your body.
You are free,
free to excite
the fish below the surface
as you dart left and right,
only inches above a southern pond.
While you soar
on fresh breezes out of sight,
As you explore the mysteries
and wonders of new ponds,
You are in my thoughts and prayers,
you are missed!

God's Warrior

shazbot3

I love them, too. I don't know anyone who doesn't Smile

They've really been at the butterfly bush the last few weeks-stocking up I guess. Michael went very close to touch one with his nose-and the butterfly put one of it's feet on his nose, while the other stayed on the bush, and it was just drinking away. Michael was afraid to move, but I told him to just move gently away, and the butterfly was fine, it stayed right where it was Smile