The Little Chase
Sky so blue,
grass kissed with dew,
Tiny feet dance on a path brand new.
Chasing a butterfly,
drifting away,
Breathless giggles,
silky hair in sway.
Stops in her tracks,
Let it fly high,
Fascinated, waves goodbye with a smile
Copyright © Manaswini Iswarya | Year Posted 2025
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