“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


My Grandma 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 stationary; I shall soon have to


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.

Poetic X