3 Butterfly Poems
Enjoy these butterfly poems. We all would like to bring butterflies into our gardens as they are beautiful. As you read the verses of the poems may they remind you of the magic of the butterfly, and,
it is our hope that the lessons of the butterfly remain with you. Butterflies add
a magical awe to nature. Children and adults alike are amazed by the butterfly.
Legend of the Butterfly
Author of Poem 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.
To A Butterfly
Poet:Lady Fiora Hastings
Butterfly, butterfly, brilliant and bright,
How very often I envy your flight;
I think I should like through the whole summer day.
Like you, pretty insect, to flutter and play.
Butterfly, butterfly, onward you fly —
Now skimming so lowly, now rising so high.
First on the jessamine, then on the rose.
Then you will visit the pinks, I suppose.
Now you are resting, pray let me come near;
I will not hurt you, nor touch you, don't fear;
Mamma says my hand is too heavy by far.
To touch such little creatures as butterflies are.
Now you are off again. Butterfly, stay;
Don't fly away from me, butterfly, pray.
Just let me look at your beautiful wings;
Oh! it does not mind me, but upward it springs.
Out in the garden, wee Elsie
Was gathering flowers for me;
Oh, mamma,' she cried, hurry, hurry,
Here's something I want you to see."
I went to the window; before her
A velvet-winged butterfly flew,
And the pansies themselves were not brighter
Than the beautiful creature in hue.
Oh! isn't it pretty? cried Elsie,
With eager and wondering eyes,
As she watched it soar lazily upward
Against the soft blue of the skies.
I know what it is, don't you, mamma?
(Oh! the wisdom of these little things,
When the soul of the poet is in them!)
It's a pansy — a pansy with wings.
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We hope you enjoy the wisdom that each butterfly poem has to offer. Also,
may the verses help you see how something so ordinary (a caterpillar) becomes so
extraordinary (a butterfly).
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