As I was looking out of my window,
To see the raindrops fall,
My eyes rolled on a butterfly,
That looked so bright, I recall.
It’s wings were yellow with border red,
Black Polka dots and blue,
It’s eyes so small and beautiful,
Away swiftly it flew.
It’s colours are like the colours of life,
In ups and downs we strive.
The joy and pain we feel so true,
Are like the experiences we derive.