The elegant butterfly,
Dances in the trees ,
Playing with his friends.
The pollen collector,
Its wings are as delicate as cooking paper,
Its delicate antenna senses where its enemy is.
Camouflaging like a chameleon,
Whistle playing with the wind,
Looking out of his miniscule eyes.
Running from his prey,
Hoping he don’t fall into the water,
Whistle finding his home.