Butterfly Love
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From Butterfly Park, Bannerghatta |
Butterflies spreading their freedom in the air,
Their journey to some unknown gardens,
Their pranks and their magical aspects,
Always, sources of gusto, to me.
I have a fancy to follow them,
To find out their sleeps,
On the laps of some sleepy leaves,
And in the hearts of some drooped flowers.
Far away from my sight, are their homes,
But loving to chase their coloured thoughts,
I do have a mind with wings, and coloured dreams,
And I wish to meet them in the sky, some day,
Near the bosom of some unknown,
But highly fragrant flower.
Hi,
ReplyDeleteYour post made a smile on all my face. I was just wondering the way you feel about small things (butterfly, you said you talk to ants: ) )
Keep on writing...
Humbled by your smiles! Thank U!:)
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