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. My wings are different colors It shows the quality of mine Children likes me, because The attraction of my wing color. I stroll in earth , for a honey There, I saw a child Both of us took a glance Then, he came to catch me, But I ran fastly He planned to catch me The child shown me a cup of honey, I forget the celestial world and his plan In a delight, in a moment, I sucked the honey, Then, almost I filled my belly, I fly Alas!!! But I can’t The playful and cruel child, closed In a bottle, now I’m Surveying for air…again The cruel child came and saw me… He took the scissor and opened the lid He cut my beautiful wings, almost I dead, lastly I thought Some people like enchanting objects Like my wing but some of them Like to spoil, like the urchin… U.S.AURROBINDHAN