Orange Tip

Whenever May comes round, I see the orange tip

It’s not so easily found, unless you long for it

It’s something you’d forget, unless you savour it

You can see one on demand if you want to pay for it

But that’s a sin !

All butterflies are rich in such varieties

Victorians illustrated them in diaries

As they flicker by I realise how much fun this is

Like I fully realise how vital honey is

Even if the makers of it sting

Creation’s an expression of a realm of greater bliss

Where butterflies have even more amazing wings

Cos every time I get to see another orange tip

It makes my heart

To God, my Father sing

Egyptians may impress us with their obelisks

But I don’t care - they can just get on with it

I can’t be bothered with another shopping list

While I sit among the flowers in awe as the orange tip

Flutters its wings

It amazes me how the Father created them

Wildlife trusts make sure we’re saving them

The females are white, but the males - he painted them

Bright tangerine, the shade of geraniums and things

Garlic mustard is the favourite of this friend of mine

Required for nurturing its family line

How glorious are these butterflies of different kinds

How beautifully it radiates its clear design

By creation’s King

As the sparkling sea displays its coloured ships

I glory just how magnificent creation is

A song of praise and worship spills from my lips

Cos every time I spot another orange tip

Joyfully I sing !!

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