They are the only ones who intrigue me. I am the only one who watches them.
Two bright wings with exotic patterns and graceful flutters. Two who do not blend in here but are here. Two amazing examples of nature's beauty. From the path, I spot them, but everyone else  keeps walking, they don’t appreciate these things.
Their beauty is overseen. They are gentle quiet creatures. They fly from flower to flower and they spread the pollen throughout the meadows, as they beam fluttering over the field. This is how they keep.
Let one forget his reason for being, They both are bold with the colors they carry, each with designs unique. Flutter flutter flutter they go when when I watch them they dance.