A beautiful butterfly flew,
The wings in the sun were shining,
He was looking for a butterfly,
Amores were dreaming.
He flashed wings,
until he lured his partner,
And this, it's all over,
She laid eggs a pile.
A future parent, proud,
He kept an eye on the hatch...
The caterpillar came out,
The butterfly fell without feeling.
When he woke up,
He barely put together a word:
‘Motylico one,
They are not my children."
He didn't wait.
He disappeared in the morning,
So she missed him.
Nice surprise.
The moral, though butterflies,
in 1 conviction I will fold –
Look isn't everything,
In time, you'll see the inside.
