In the garden’s gentle embrace,
Butterflies dance with timeless grace.
Their wings whisper secrets of the sun,
As they flutter, a journey begun.

Colors blend in a vibrant array,
Chasing shadows of the fleeting day.
In the hush of morning’s dew,
They weave dreams, both old and new.

Petals bow to their delicate flight,
A symphony of colors in morning light.
Each flutter a note in nature’s song,
A fleeting moment, where they belong.

As dusk settles with a tender sigh,
Butterflies bid the daylight goodbye.
In twilight’s calm, they find their rest,
Held in the night’s gentle, loving chest.