A MESSAGE
It is one of those days again when a bountiful
of butterflies are flying,
They may have some message for me the way
they are superbly fluttering.
I wonder why there is such an elated buzzing
and what can it be?
I can hear something in the air and one of
them has flown unto me.
The message is now quite clear and I can
decode it well with pleasure,
“I am your Pretty Lotus and I have come to see
if you are at leisure.”
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