Oh! Butterfly
Oh! Gorgeous butterfly,
I too can like you fly
From flowers to flowers,
In sun light and showers.
I too can enjoy freedom
In all the kingdoms.
Like you I have all colors
Of all garden flowers.
But behold the dark boy
Down in the street without joy,
He can never with you fly.
Never can he have colors
For he is called poor,
A special breed of my genus!
J T Jayasingh
jtjayasingh@gmail.com
wow...speechless...please read one of my poems..thans..yupperz..lol
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very touching lines regards sandhya