Butterfly

πŸ¦‹ BUTTERFLY πŸ¦‹

The creator nurtures it in her cocoon

And with time a beautiful baby emerge;

With education and values you prune 

And motivation accords a natural surge.


A mother is born 

When a daughter celebrates her arrival;

It's her rebirth,  a new life sworn

All bucked up for the lil one's survival.


The butterfly flaps her brightly coloured wings 

Excited for a fluttering flight;

Geared for a perfect swing

To shine in the limelight.

~ Chaitali

Comments

  1. Just perfect!!!🀩
    The way you have weaved a web using the words is truly commendable, Ma'am! Loved it🀍

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    1. It's for daughters like you. The way you grow up and then fly away to attain your passion. 😘😘😘

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    1. Hope you could magine yourself in the poem πŸ’•πŸŒΉ

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  3. Wow Ma'am!! Tremendous!🀩🀩
    You write with such elegance that,
    It is JUST PERFECT πŸ₯° πŸ‘

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    1. Hmm... I also expect you to publish your thoughts one day πŸ’ž

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