I saw a butterfly,
Diving into the sky.
But he couldn't fly so high,
Cause he couldn't fight with the restless wind.
So he just decided to stay down,
He made his stay onto the flowers.
He drank the dew shining on the leaves,
Like some pearls into the ocean deep.
He drank the nectar from the flower centres,
He himself also became colorful.
And the heights never fascinated him anymore,
Since he got what he must be meant for.
Though he flied low,
Not so high like those birds...
Everybody showed him love,
As they loved his colors.
A/N: This one's for you all, to let you know how special you are. Don't ever compare yourself with anybody else and let yourself down, cause everybody's got a different purpose to overcome, different destination to reach. Life indeed is a race but everyone has a different starting point and different finishing line.
~ Ankita :)
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Poesía#22nd rank in 'what's hot' 25/8/16 #24th rank in 'what's hot' 28/8/16 ACHIEVEMENTS: ~ Featured poet by @LivePoetsSociety ~ Fellow Feels (past name of the book) featured poem book.
