Petals

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Petals came alive
Butterfly danced
On the tip of my hand
Once upon a time

I kept my hand
Towards the moon
So it can stay or go at
It's will

I was there
Too long too stretched
My hand hurts in pain
I searched for the
Colours or the dances
With moon
Only to find
Few petals left on the grass
On meadow

I stared and stared
Searched and screamed
Cried and cried
With petals on my hands

After the years and years
And years
One sad day I ran to the meadows
I swear I saw the same beautiful petals
Dancing on the tip of a long ear
Of a Rabbit

I smiled
I cried
And I let the petals fly
To it's faraway land
With moon and light

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