Butterfly

Butterfly, butterfly flap your wings.
Exploring the unknown and the world beyond. Crawling across green leaves with your furry feet.
Ever since you came out of your cacoon.
Embraced, wrapped in your comfort vessel.

Breaking out of your shell stretching forth your sticky wings from your napsack.
Flying beyond yonder where the sunlight greets your eyes.

Butterfly, butterfly a pastel an array of colors.
Delicate and fragile flying in the light of the morning dew.
A gentle breeze raptures your tiny core.
Through fairy playgrounds and gnome villages.

Resting your wings to dry off on red hooded mushrooms.
Butterfly, butterfly flap your wings once more.
Through a disolant moonlight.
Dipping your tiny feet across a lilly pond.

Beware of the frogs croak sitting quietly on a lilly pad. Ready to streak with his long tongue if, you should be so careless.
Butterfly, butterfly be warned of the frogs
kiss so deadly.
Not to be mistaken by a lost prince from the pages of time.