Like a Butterfly

A charming girl charms everyone, but who's as charming that can charm her?

I once knew a gal
A gal from the north
A fine gal she was
Born on may the fourth

Everyone's gal she was
With colors from violet to red
A heart for any sport she had
No fear at all, no dread

Everyone's gal she was
So many lovers had she
Men and women all enchanted
By her style, her loving spree

And each one that loved her
Took a bit of her home
Her spirit, her words
Even her beautiful ivory comb

But none could trap her soul
Like fine soft sand it ran
Like a butterfly her life was
Her song, catch me if you can.

The boys were puzzled
The girls amazed
She was not what they thought
But a fairy from the sky gazed,

Your gal is no ordinary one
The life of all life around here
She belongs to each one of you
And yet to no one at all!

Trap her not, for she will die
Only a boy with equal charm
Like a butterfly flitting by
Can catch her, and do no harm.

Author's Note

Could the poem engage your full attention? :)