ramblings and things
Mayfly Flies, OK!!
An Ancient species
That began
Long before
The advent of man,
They live their life
Mostly under water
Growing up stronger
Just like they oughter,
Then comes the day
Of the breeding stage
They transform twice
And come of age.
Up in a swarm
No time to wait
Grasping a female
They then mate.
Overwhelmed by
Their situation
Overcome by act
Of copulation
They fall to earth
And pass away
Having existed
For just one day.
The females, maybe
A little stronger
To lay eggs, live
Just a little longer.
They exist for love
Those little Mayfly;
They couple to breed
And then they die.
Floating on the water
They provide a dish
For the eagerly waiting
Voracious fish.
But, eggs hatch
And then
That whole life cycle
Starts off again.
Species come and go
Each have their day,
Very few have lasted
As long as they.
Compared to them
Our life is slow
But in truth, man,
What a way to go.
Mayfly Flies, OK!!!