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Eternal Love
Dazzled by the sizzling beauty Of butterflies I plodded through Th saloon of the flowers and flies. I reached a Narrow dusty path. Now the garden Is an unclear dot behind me. Its trying to attract me To its inclosure of magic But I cannot enjoy These flickering happiness Which lasts half a second. I have to reach the love Which is lullubies for me I have to reach my grandmom Who waits for me With her affectional eyes. I have to be in her caring hand Where I find relief. Alas! Its dark around me. The sky turned fearful black. My vicinity grown Into a dreadful ebony. The terror in me Set its music. The tears in myeyes That aimed at the ground Began to outflow. I shrank to the edge Of the track. Suddenly the lilt Of sorrow and pain Was removed by the new music. That’ s the flying sound of butterflies. Those seem to be The footsteps of my love granny. That sound is nearing me . The soft hands of grandmommy Clutched me to her And her guarding hand Wiped my tears . Yeah, I am in my destination I am in the ardour For which I waited.
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