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,…
Tag: wings
Birds
Flock of birds, Merrily fly, Coast to coast, In the sky so high. Light as a feather, Graceful as a Brooke, Wings of their dreams, Flap unfazed in a group. Freedom they hold, Their beauty sublime. I wish I was a bird, And had wings to fly.