Lonely Flower

This is for 'Inspired by Literature' at

The required literature is from my favourite dA author

'to a passing butterfly' [link]

To a passing butterfly

I am here and wait for thee. 

Each day that passes overhead, 

Is a day more lonely for thee.

I watch thee dance on blossoms afar 

And admire thy powdery wing. 

The delicate hair that softly touches,

I hope. I wait. I dream.

I long to cradle thy delicate heart,

Embrace thy lively form,

But I am rooted here, earthen bound, 

Hidden in silent awe.

I hold a petal for thy weary frame 

And colour alike to ease,

And nectar to nourish a tired heart 

Before I cast my seed.

But only the bee that fumbles 

And the sly old beetle that crawls,

They thieve my gifts and spoil my hue,

It's not for them I wait.

My hopes are still and yet unborn. 

Heads now seeding; weeds repealing

Like the setting sun; 

Won't you turn for me Butterfly?

Thy flighty silhouette

Grows longer each passing day, 

Veils the dutiful grass, 

It almost touches me.

Now I quiver in silent weep. 

I sigh and wither, my time to die; 

Then, at last, I see thee here, 

But to pass me by.


Garden from [link]
Sunflower from [link]
Main butterfly from [link]
Other butterflies from [link]
Beetle from [link]
Bee from [link]