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 futurebr br Bashyam Narayananbr br