The butterfly landed on a bud and a flower began to bloom .
The winter’s chill is almost over now and springtime is coming soon .
Jack Frost has taken his coat off now and said his goodbye to the wind .
The butterfly has flown through the door – its welcome here please come in .
Outside its getting dark as pale moonbeams go streaking across the sky .
Stay with me until the new dawn comes and rest my gentle butterfly .
Wrapped up in a twilight curtain that has been kissed by heaven so near .
The dark night is almost over now and the morning will soon be here . .
I saw a sunrise in the garden and off there the butterfly flew .
The garden roses look so beautiful and the sun is shinning too .
As the days grow long I wonder what will of my butterfly become ,
Will it be wrapped up in a safe twilight of another setting sun .


by Paul McCann Ó