The Shy Butterfly
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Anil Kumar Panda
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i watch the butterfly
flapping its tiny wings
as it flits from flower
to flower
sometimes meditating
in silence perched on a
petal in morn's soothing
glare
i watch the butterfly
soaked in morning dew
and its wings heavy to
flap
sitting demurely on a
petal it enjoys the scent
and easily falls into a
trap
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