She was moving around like a butterfly <br />Our home plenty of joy always in supply <br />Gracious her looks and no creams did she apply <br />All natural, we thought it’s all a permanent ply <br /> <br />Her presence gave us all warmth and love <br />Our worries disappearing at the very sight of this dove <br />Never once she failed to get us that oil of clove <br />To help us all the teething problems solve <br /> <br />Her voice so sweet, save we have sugar <br />Her manners so gentle, save we have feather <br />Her touch so soothing, save we have softened leather <br />Her mood so enthusing, we were all in liquor <br /> <br />From where came the world wide connection <br />It connected the universe but our home in dissection <br />She got trapped in the web of ether borne words of affection <br />We had no clue of happenings through computer projection <br /> <br />She fell in love with a guy at last <br />Who took away her heart and she lost <br />All the reasoning and wisdom blown in blast <br />She surrendered to her love, which she says, is vast <br /> <br />We did not know her whereabouts for days fourteen <br />None of her friends told us and came out clean <br />To make us know what happened in between <br />At the end found out, after a search on web-site screen <br /> <br />She said she is now happily married and threaded <br />To a guy whom she came across in a studded <br />Website, and she claimed he is a great guy, and added <br />No one to be saddened as to no vice he is wedded <br /> <br />We cannot say a word at this juncture <br />As the butterfly flew off from us, striving to nurture <br />To a flower, of course with nectar, but of unknown nature <br />But to wish the butterfly and its flower, a happy bright future<br /><br />Bashyam Narayanan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/but-to-wish-the-butterfly-and-its-flower-a-happy-bright-future/
