Colorful she was,
she was my favourite butterfly,
where did she go ?
as without her,
flower in my heart
see no smile, see no life!
Colorful she was,
she was my favourite butterfly!
A Drop of a rain
and I saw her again :)
A splash in rain,
washed away all her pain!
She came and knocked
on my door,
come on my flower :)
Its time to blossom
It's time to soar :)
She was back
my smile too came on track,
yet I wonder sometimes
why did she go
why did she go!
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