Lady Heart, Maiden Heart

Lady Heart, maiden Heart

Prettiest of all butterflies;

With dark-brown gloomy hair

A-flowing down her hips;

Her tiny wings of dazzling blue

Flip-a-flapping at her back;

She spends her day in my little garden

Amongst the poppies, roses and Daffodil’s.

 

´´Oh mine, oh mine´´

She admires;

Patting pollens from her stockings

Made of silky-blue summer petals;

Lady Heart, maiden Heart,

Prettiest of all butterflies.