You are like the seasons migrant
Brightly coloured as a day old butterfly
Periodic in his arctic behaviour
Usually hunted by numerous viewers
Lasting just a few days after birth
Distinct in his character
Relied upon by the very free
Created by freedom to freedom
Loved by all to be destroyed by a few
Lasting us a day from the gang of his pack
Loved, sparkling of radiation
Indeed the symbolism of admiration you're
Admired, lost, full with infatuation
In presentation always a welcome kiss
In-animation on the procure hiatus
Lucently you have strive in the heart of lovers
Always a pride in pack of roses
Powerful as the packers
The controller of human enthusiasm
Just like wolf- whistle of a moon-night
