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