[Editor: This poem for children, by Eva Oakley, was published in Willie Wagtail, Two Little Romances and Other Verses (1945).]
The butterflies gay, all come out to play,
In the warmth of the sun, on a bright summer day;
Butterflies here, and butterflies there,
Out in the garden, and what do they care?
The busy, old bees fly all round the trees,
And they sip honey sweet, just as much as they please:
Buzzing off here, and buzzing off there,
Gathering honey, and what do they care?
The little birds sing, and rise on the wing;
Oh! How happy they are, as a lark or a king:
Birdies fly here, and birdies fly there,
Merrily trilling, and what do they care?
Eva Oakley, Willie Wagtail, Two Little Romances and Other Verses, Melbourne: Austral Printing & Publishing Company, , p. 13
birdies = a diminutive form of “birds” (singular: “birdie”)