Butterfly

A butterfly so beautiful and free Starts out as a flightless bug A caterpillar not so pretty And furry like a rug The change doesn’t come over night No it takes many days But its cocoon wraps it tight And transforms it in so many ways We are like these butterflies Before they have changed We must let out all our cries And get help to be rearranged Like the branch holds the cocoon We hold onto each other for a while And it may be just as soon That the changes, just like butterflies, make us smile.