Butterfly


I looked out of the window and I saw a beautiful butterfly sitting on a flower.
I ran out & oh it was the same that I’ve been chasing for so long
& as I went ahead to pick it up a young boy came
and took it away & then I realized it was not a butterfly it was HAPPINESS..

Submitted by prashant sharma.

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