Fun Writing Prompt Challenge 6 Contest

On wings of shining silk,

Landing on a green leaf,

It drinks the flower's milk,

Quieter than a thief, 

For it can't stay, it must be brief.

Fresh out of metamorphosis,

It is still too weak to last,

So it hides near a natural fortress,

Knowing it needs food fast,

Just as long as there isn't rain in the forecast.