The Bluebird and the Wallflower
The dainty Butterfly passed by
He fluttered about, little low little high
Then He let out an ennuied sigh.
With a hasty lie and a haughty eye-
He ascended upwards to the lovely sky
For the wallflower hadn't blossomed...
The perky Bumblebee buzzed around
He swooped down with a jolly sound
Circled each booming bud round and round
But at first sight, sweet harbor found!
To the scarlett poppy His heart was bound.
The wallflower hadn't yet blossomed...
The Hummingbird hovered close
He fooled around with the daisy and the rose
Though He hummed to Her all about His throes-
-when opportunity for a new thrill arose,
His freedom He so surely chose
Still the wallflower hadn't blossomed.
When the Wasp lost His way
He lingered for about a day
But he couldn't wait, seeking ripe prey...
So He hastily flew away
He didn't care at all to stay
Till the wallflower blossomed...
The Bluebird suffered a nasty sting
He fainted and spiraling He fell...Poor thing.
She took Him. Held Him. Helped fix His wing...
He hung for the entire spring
and vowed, hence, only for Her to sing!
And the wallflower blossomed!
_"Les Amants d'un Jour" 🎼🎶🎵(_Edith Piaf)