A cute bud of flower was she, like a simple village lass;
My finger touched, she shrunk with a sullen face.
Alas, when the sky’s messenger came with a golden kiss
She blushed like a bride, look! what a bliss.
A little worm, yes, worm, in a tiny bush
Swirled and swooned when my shadow fell on her.
but, behold, who stitched this rainbow dress
To make her a royal miss?
Smaller in size than my kid’s white marble,
helplessly hanging from a shaky plant
Who changed her to a winged wonder
when a bird hugged placing her under?