In a garden bright and fair,
Periwinkle blooms with care,
Soft and blue, a lovely sight,
Dancing gently in the light.

One sunny day, a butterfly,
Flutters by with wings so high,
“Hello, dear flower, sweet and small,
You’re the prettiest of them all!”

Periwinkle blushes, oh so shy,
“Thank you, friend! Please stay nearby,
Let’s share tales of the sky so blue,
And sip the morning's fresh dew too.”

Together they laugh, in the sun's warm glow,
A bond of joy begins to grow,
In the garden, side by side,
Periwinkle and butterfly, full of pride.
© Nishmitha Kotian