I was all alone , bored
So I went to garden to help mom , there I found a butterfly and in few seconds we both mingled with each other to friendship and here it is ….
A little poem , about our first meeting .
Solitary and sluggish, unexciting, spring noontime it was,
I sat with mom in the garden helping her clearing the dried grass.
Fresh aroma of Rose, lily and jasmine cheered me,
but then the noise of rasping of bees feared me.
I looked around to the flora, to discover if there were honeybees here,
grin gripped my features, when I seen a black printed butterfly over there.
I ran indoors just like a rat,
leaving mom alone to whole work like a cat.
I replied, Chill mom I am coming back taking my phone,
Sssssssh don’t speak loud a lovely butterfly is here all alone.
Switching phone to camera mode, I clicked her plenty of picture,
and then I begged sorry to the lovely fellow for all my torture.
The butterfly winked * and replied I like all ‘snap’,
and then it flew away, shining giving me a tight hug ‘wrap’.