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.