Standing by the balcony...
saw children's playing
At the ground of the school,
But me...
standing there all alone,
cold, harsh breeze,
and...
Hot sun rays across the face.....
Just hating every moment,
A depressed girl,
who don't even want to live....
just then, A butterfly caught her sight
flying over the ground,
kissing those flowers,
white as snow,
playing.. like she own the world.....
The depressed girl, lost on butterfly...
doesn't even realised..
That,
She enjoyed the nature
now..
AND,
how good she feels....
she thought,
WOH, , , ,
The cold breeze,
fresh to be...
The warm sun
just like me...
WHAT A BEAUTIFUL PLACE TO BE,
smiled and thanks lord,
for what butterfly...
teached me..
..A DEPRESSED GIRL NOW HAPPY TO SEE..
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