Actually, in frustration, after a somewhat disappointing openai ChatGPT experience I said “Well write a godforsaken poem for an insect then.”
In nature’s realm, a tiny soul takes flight,
An insect’s dance, a creature shining bright.
With fragile wings, it soars through the air,
A marvel of nature, delicate and fair.
In meadows green, it finds its humble stage,
A minuscule poet on a world’s vast page.
Its presence unnoticed by many, I’m afraid,
Yet its beauty and purpose should not fade.
Oh, little insect, in your intricate design,
You weave a tale of resilience so fine.
Through countless trials, you find your way,
A symbol of perseverance day by day.
Amidst the petals and whispers of breeze,
You flit and flutter with such graceful ease.
Your journey, though short, holds secrets untold,
A life of wonder, to us, often unfold.
So, let us pause and appreciate your kind,
For in your existence, lessons we can find.
A reminder that every being has its worth,
A celebration of life, even from the smallest birth.
Insect of wonder, your presence we embrace,
A testament to the marvels of nature’s embrace.
Though small in stature, your spirit shines bright,
A reminder of the beauty in every creature’s flight.
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