The Last White Butterflies

Flitting above the flowers by the garden wall So beautiful the last white butterflies of the Fall They will be long gone before the last Autumn leaves of brown Will be tossed by the winds on the sidewalks of the town Since the lives of butterflies are not that long For to breed the natural urge in them is strong As butterflies their average life span is just a few days The workings of Nature never ceases to amaze Since they do not seem bound by territory At least in their short lives they live as totally free But old age creeps on them in a matter of hours And their lives even far shorter than Nature's flowers Flitting above the flowers by the garden wall The last white butterflies of the southern Fall.