Mother wants to catch a beautiful butterfly <br />To put on in my pink dress <br />And bring me to stroll down the street <br /> <br />My Mother chases and chases <br />Until a butterfly <br />Is in caught my mother’s clever hands <br />But I am always swaying <br />Frightening the butterfly <br />So that when she moves, her wing is either too long this way <br />Or too short that way <br />If mother has to relax her hands <br />Butterfly flies away quickly <br /> <br />Mother wants me to be an obedient child <br />I stand still and move less <br />Finally, mother catches <br />A big beautiful butterfly <br />That becomes a bow tie on my pink dress <br />And our stroll begins<br /><br />Hsiu Lee<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/butterfly-children-s-poem/
