Saturday, March 1, 2008

Butterfly butterfly, how do you do?

First we traced you out,
Then Mumma made a cut out!

I colored you purple, yellow and brown
Made me so happy, I jumped up and down.

You looked so pretty
In those colors all over you.
Mumma snipped in the center
to put on the finger too!

I put you on and made you fly
Up up up, in the sky!

Sent on my BlackBerry® from Hutch

8 comments:

Cuckoo said...

Hmmm you compelled me again to post a comment here. :P

Very beautiful butterfly, extremely happy Anirudh and equally lovely poem ! Did you write it ?

Guruprasad said...

hey... i didn't know there was poet lurking in there? :)

Swati said...

Very creative ..butterfly as well as poem

Ruchika Indrayan said...

Wow that poem is as good as the butterfly. A great idea of putting it on Anirudh's finger so he could fly it! You never cease to amaze me with your ideas :-)

Just Like That said...

Awwww.... :-) very nicely creative.

~nm said...

@all: Thanks for such lovely apreciative comments!

Cuckoo: Yes I wrote the poem..it was kind a on the fly..I actually started by writing in sentences but somehow it wasn't coming out interesting enough So I changed it into a poem :)

Neera said...

This smart little boy
He is such a joy
The talented lady whom he calls mum
Is lucky to have an equally talented son

:)
Atta boy Anirudh and atta boy mum!!

PG said...

Lovely poem! And the butterfly, Well done Anirudh!