It was a summer
So long ago, when you came
To pluck my blossom
I was just a tender bud
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Beautiful poem, with beautiful picture... the tender bud must feel very happy to have her beauty noticed and appreciated by a worthy lover.
A monarch hovering in the garden mesmerized mind with colourful wings and this was butterfly. A bud became flower and a nice friendship was made with blooming bud. An amazing and great imagery is drawn here...10
Nudershada, such a lovely Tanka....10+++¥