Butterfly Games Poem by Rajagopalan Kumar

Weeds and flowery bushes skirt the pond waterline
With soft petal flowery open seats ready for the play
Colorful butterflies flying around do a musical chair
In tune to the mosquitoes hum pervading the evening air
A frog leaps for its game from the pond, time and again
Great escape! the musical chair game starts again
The games end with flowers shrinking in at close of day
The great Orange light sinking below the yonder skyline.