They shine in the night, with beauty and grace

Iridescent butterflies, made of delicate lace

Like polished jewels, they glisten, and glow

Outshining the beams, from the light that flows

Dancing about, in a rhythmic flight

Over ripples of water, a spectacular sight

Though stripped of their colors, the moon does not care

Each night is delightful, when the butterflies are there

Writing Prompt – Stripped and Polished – Day 15/31

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