Legend of the Butterfly

One day, a butterfly
Decided to rest.
She chose a beautiful rose,
But the rose decided

To reject her, and the poor little thing
A carnation the second time
Chose, with her little wing
Tired enough to rest for a month.

The butterfly rested,
But carnations still have to grow.
Around the tired little girl
The petals began to flourish.

And the butterfly disappeared,
And her wings became
Petals the color that had died:
Purple and white to the sight.