A Butterfly Away
Before I knew the butterfly's name, I knew of its wings,
I knew of its dark shadows and ability to transform things.
My Grandmamma said, "Better days will come."
A young caterpillar enjoys the Rising of the Sun.
As I look into all that I hope to achieve,
I realize I'm no longer stationery; I shall soon have to leave.
For many moons have called upon my name…..
I've heard the cries of many skies and still I came…..
To spend my transformation where I'm appreciated the most,
One butterfly away from Peace, "A Butterfly Away" from my post.
Written By: POETIC X