Butterfly of the meadows – Mother of pearls

I sat still, hardly breathing. She was not the least shy – until I wanted to take a picture of her.

No! She did not want to be caught -not enclosed in an album, not exposed on Facebook! Haven’t butterflies any privacy rights?

Excuse me, princess, but you are so beautiful. And your name -it carries me away: Mother of pearls of the meadows!

So, instead of a picture I made a poem for you – haiku-ish:

a butterfly

my sandal a landing place

mother of pearl

(The picture is taken from Wikipedia)

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