Innervation

A little girl with yellow eyes went wailing at the sky Her eye's spilled water down her cheeks as bee's came passing by This four winged brightly colored friend attended to her cry A butterfly flew pass the breeze with colors black and brown It's nervous wings did navigate across a narrow town Suspiciously it saw a sign and navigated down One Sunday afternoon a caterpillar climbed a tree With worm-like larva sleeping it was shy as it could be Awakened by a little girl whose voice had set him free