Butterfly (oh my, my)

(Erika Poling)

Personifying the monarch as comparable to a love interest allows the lyrics to create colorful images of smilies and metaphors. This species lives approximately nine months, which is how long the relationship lasted. Pure poetry to a woman who reminded the writer of a blue and brown butterfly she sighted in her garden. The idea was influenced by a summer experience on a humid day in July.

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I recognize your colorful cry 
You love the summertime 
It’s when you can fly so high 
When your wings are so bright 
You get higher than a kite 

Searching for a sultry bite 
From a flower, the whitest of white 
I’m mesmerized
Oh my, my 
My beautiful butterfly 

Keep fluttering around 
With shades of blue and brown 
When you’re high, you eventually come down
And I’m looking at you now
Not in the sky, but on the ground 
And you finally found 
The perfect flower crown 

It’s clear to me 
You were never supposed to be  
In the background 
Shining like a royal gown 
You don’t even make a sound 
When you go up and come back down 
Up and down, just like a merry go ‘round 

I’m mesmerized 
Oh my, my
At my beautiful butterfly 
Oh my, my 
A flower the whitest of white 

Don’t be afraid to come say hi
Don’t be quiet, don’t be shy 
Show me your wings, spread your colors and fly 
Oh my, my 
A social butterfly 
You’re enchanting nearby 
But I know it’s time to say good-bye 
Good-bye, good-bye  
To my beautiful butterfly 

Keep fluttering around 
With shades of blue and brown 
When you’re high, you eventually come down
And I’m looking at you now
Not in the sky, but on the ground 
And you finally found 
The perfect flower crown 

It’s clear to me 
You were never supposed to be  
In the background 
Shining like a royal gown 
You don’t even make a sound 
When you go up and come back down 
Up and down, just like a merry go ‘round 

I’m mesmerized 
Oh my, my
At my beautiful butterfly 
Oh my, my 
A flower the whitest of white 

You get higher than a kite
And I’m mesmerized
You love the summertime 
When your wings are so bright 
I’m mesmerized 
Oh my, my 
Good-bye my beautiful butterfly
Oh my, my 
My beautiful butterfly 
Oh my, my 
To a flower the whitest of white  
© Erika Poling 2019