Butterfly and the Rose
By Bernard Howe
In our little bed of black roses
lives a butterfly that's purple.
It lands upon the rose buds
to give us a better view.
It flutters all around us
as it watches the roses grow.
Its kind of like a guard
that was put here for a show.
As the petals begin to open
and the rose is at full bloom.
The fragrance of the rose
is like a strong perfume.
The little purple butterfly
that stands on every rose.
Gathers in its beauty
before it begins to close.
When I see it flutter
it reminds me of a dance.
The rose and the butterfly
the put me in a trance.
Nature with its beauty
of this little purple butterfly.
Together with my black rose
on which I often spy.
I can't help but wonder
how nice it all could be.
Like the butterfly and the rose
together living in harmony.
