These butterflies in my garden,
They sit on colorful flowers;
Flying from one flower to another being
mischievous.
Oh! what are they trying to convey.
Are their wings painted, dipped or crafted by God?
These butterflies in my garden,
They are an inspiration for insects and humans;
Their journey as a caterpillar is difficult.
But striving through all odds they are capable of
breaking the cocoon of comfort,
These butterflies in my garden;
Sang a song in my ears.
Oh! little one never let the fears conquer your
mind,
A question always disturbs my mind;
If butterflies can live as per their conditions, then
why can't we humans live in the same way?
These butterflies in my garden,
Butterflies taught me a lesson 'that life is
difficult but at the end, you have to emerge as a
sparkling rainbow in the twilight;'
These butterflies in my garden.
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