The Butterfly Fairy

A curious little butterfly
Casually hovered on by
And dallied a bit around me
Then flew up to the sky

It's wings looked a touch moth-eaten
Just like a cheese cloth shirt
I knew it was female though
As it wore a pretty skirt

It soon returned from its flutterings
To check me out once more
And asked me if i was a butterfly
Because of what i wore

I was dressed in multi-colours
From head down to my tail
But had no wings to fly with
Or sails on which to sail

The butterfly looked much amused
As it smiled a butterfly smile
Don't worry about your lack of wings
As i really love your style

I curtsied to this butterfly
But was secretly questioning why
How on earth is it possible
To converse with a butterfly?

So i racked my brains as much i ought
And pondered for a while
Then decided it didn't matter
As again i began to smile

And the fiddler in the background
Played his merry songs
The sun shone shining brightly
Throughout the day so long

The butterfly wasn't a butterfly
Beneath this shiny day
It flew off into the distance
Back to the land of Fae

by Jemia