Butterfly

She ate it all

A moth, dwelled on curry plant

She made its leaves disappear

The plant became all brown 

The moth, then made herself covered

And went into a deep sleep for week

Till then the curry plant started reviving

The moth went from the shades of light to dark

It came out as black, beautiful butterfly 

And without a word she fled away

Not a proper goodbye we had

But I do wish, she will return again

And then we will have a long chat

The little curry plant has become green now

To welcome her babies with its Lil arms