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Apology: Butterfly, Butterfly – A Poem

on June 6, 2022
(Monarch butterflies)

[NOTE: I apologize for the confusion. I totally messed up this post when I originally wrote it. I accidentally published it when I was saving it for another day, then removed it. Then, when I restored it this morning, it popped up for June 1st instead of today. I was going to let it go, but it kept bugging me, so I re-did the post so I wouldn’t obsess over my mistake all day. That’s not OCD, right?]

by Dawn Pisturino

For my daughter, Ariel

Butterfly, Butterfly,

Dappled with red,

Night-time is coming,

Fly home to your bed!

The white moon is rising,

He hasn’t a care;

The bright stars are shining,

Reflecting him there.

Oh, Butterfly, Butterfly,

What shall you do?

If darkness enfolds you,

How will you get through?

Fly home on a moonbeam,

Guided by stars,

Or maybe such planets

As Venus and Mars?

Or, drifting along on a

Sweet summer breeze,

You’ll land where you want

And do as you please?

Float down on a flower,

The sweet nectar there,

Drawing you inward

And filling the air?

You’ll suck up your supper,

Then lay down to sleep,

Your wings folded neatly,

Their beauty to keep.

And when, in the morning,

You suddenly wake,

The sun will be rising,

A new day will break.

Then, Butterfly, Butterfly,

Fly away home!

Or follow your instincts

To wander and roam.

But come again – do! –

If you happen this way,

Night-time or daytime

Or any old day!

February 8, 1986

This poem was set to music by composer and film maker Barry Gremillion and recorded in October 2013 by Barry Gremillion and Ariel Pisturino. It was uploaded onto SoundCloud.

Thanks, Ariel and Barry!

(CD cover)

Thanks for stopping by and visiting!

Dawn Pisturino

June 6, 2022

Copyright 1986-2022 Dawn Pisturino. All Rights Reserved.


27 responses to “Apology: Butterfly, Butterfly – A Poem

  1. Girl Dawn, I experienced the very same thing. OCD, yeah, I think it’s a little of that because I did the exact thing you did, I just didn’t admit it! LOL πŸ˜±πŸ˜‚πŸ˜² Love this poem, especially these lines:

    You’ll suck up your supper,
    Then lay down to sleep,
    Your wings folded neatly,
    Their beauty to keep.

    And when, in the morning,
    You suddenly wake,
    The sun will be rising,

    A new day will break.
    Then, Butterfly, Butterfly,
    Fly away home!

    What a beautiful tribute my friend! So tender and loving I might add. πŸ₯°πŸ¦‹πŸ˜˜πŸ¦‹πŸ€©πŸ¦‹πŸ€—πŸ¦‹πŸŒž

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  2. elvira797mx says:

    Wow! So beautiful poem! Butterflies are magical! Thank’s for share, Dawn!
    So beautiful what you do with your daughter Ariel, so sweet. Have a lovely time full of blessings!
    Elvira

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  3. Jaya Avendel says:

    How aptly this is titled! I love the word flow and imagery in this transformative piece!

    Liked by 2 people

  4. Eileen Clark says:

    Hello, I have a Butterfly bush in my yard and I was just thinking the other day, I don’t see the Monarch butterflies on it like I did in the past years, kinda sad. Enjoy your post Dawn, best regards.

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    • Yes, I haven’t seen any butterflies this year, either. Our drought has worsened, and it’s affecting the birds, the bees, the butterflies, and the rest of the wildlife. Thank you for visiting, Eileen!

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  5. Butterflies land and post where and when they please.

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  6. Nancy says:

    Such a lovely poem, Dawn, and how special that it was put to music and sung by your daughter.

    Liked by 1 person

  7. Michele Lee says:

    I missed any confusion. I am just happy to enjoy your poem. πŸ¦‹ I know what you mean about obsessing over an error. πŸ€¦πŸ»β€β™€οΈ

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  8. Jeff Flesch says:

    How absolutely beautiful! I love this poem, Dawn!

    Liked by 1 person

  9. I’m so glad this kept bugging you Dawn so we got the gift of your beautiful poem. I love it!

    and yes, I relate to this:
    “but it kept bugging me, so I re-did the post so I wouldn’t obsess over my mistake all day. That’s not OCD, right?]”

    So happy you didn’t let it go!
    πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ₯°

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  11. Harshi says:

    What a beautiful, lyrical poem, Dawn.!
    Just like the “Sweet summer breeze”! ❀

    Liked by 1 person

  12. Belladonna says:

    Beautiful poem and no that’s not OCD at.

    Liked by 1 person

  13. Ps says:

    Read mine too motivational thaughts and poetry

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