Author Dina Nath Nadim By the foot of a hill a butterfly winged back trembling to its home. On the way flowers welcomed it and said: 'Come, sit beside us and live your youth.' The butterfly replied: 'You tempt and unfold and madden; I show my colours in vain.' Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments