My child
With Keen instinctive skills
Folded her white hand kerchief
This way, that way as folio
And shouted
Mom, See the butterfly
Though I saw in her hand
Whiten cloth as if in fold
I saw thousand butterflies
Fluttering flying in its glee
In the garden of her mind
Through her sparkling joyful eyes.
Sandhya
25.01.2010
Good poem.
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Beautiful!
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ReplyDeleteIt's fabulous to go through these poems. I cant imagine the same cute girl is writing these. I am very happy. Wish you all the best. I became your fan. U have the caliber and potential. Use that in a fruitful way, honey. Good luck
ReplyDeleteGreat poem . congrats sandhya .....
ReplyDeleteThis is simply great. Liked it very much.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem...
ReplyDeleteButterflies
are lovely flies,
Taking life
from a safe
metamorphosis!
:)
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ReplyDeleteGood to find all these poems out here.
ReplyDeleteI had read some in koottam.
Keep posting!
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Read about your site on the Hindu Metroplus this morning which lead me to your blog.
ReplyDeleteLet me say, I loved the simplicity of your verse coming straight from the heart.
Best wishes Sandhya.
nice
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