Okinawa Photographer - Daily Snaps- oh butterfly

Oh butterfly where do you go

Oh butterfly where do you go,

when the sunset itself does show?

I see you quite frequently

when the sun shines overhead,

But where are you when I am put to bed?

The days are long,

the sun is strong.

Still then I see you flutter,

with wings as soft as butter.

Yet when shines the moon,

why am I alone?

I hear not soft wings

beating upon my windowsill,

nor do I see your pupae

upon the miller's mill.

Where do you go at night

when the stars are shining bright?

In the daytime I see you flutter

'round and 'round,

from the sky to the ground.

Oh butterfly where do you go,

when the sunset itself does show

Heather Scott