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)