We did not realize that there was a butterfly exhibit here, but once we found out it was the first place we headed. I don't know the names of these beautiful creatures. The sun was out and they were at their most active. A few cooperated and landed long enough for me to get several photos. We were asked to watch where we stepped as some were on the ground drinking up the moisture. When we left we had to inspect ourselves thoroughly, to prevent us from walking out with any of them attached to our clothing.
Once as a child many years ago...
on a balmy summer's eve.
I sat in the yard at my Mother's side...
and a butterfly lit at my sleeve.
"It's a sign of good luck", my Mother said.
As the butterfly stayed at my arm...
"It's a symbol of all the beauty in life.
Make sure you do it no harm."
First butterflies are eggs and after they hatch...
they see that their life's just beginning.
They're content with their lot in life,
so, they go out on a limb and start spinning.
then emerge like flowers in spring.
Then they share the story of their victory and success...
through each of the colors of their wings.
To follow that is a must.
The blue....That means true blue.
Always be someone people can trust.
is saying, "Stay green, and you'll always grow."
The silver is the lining in the clouds of doubt...
that you must look for as you go through life.
Still they get where they want to go.
They arrive by persistence through their own insistence...
A lesson more people should know.
For their beauty, tenacity and charm.
If a butterfly ever chances to stay at your sleeve...
remember, my friend, don't fight it, but,
learn all you can from the butterfly clan.
And you too, may become a rare item.