In a Cocoon
Away a butterfly had flown,
After it was found fully grown;
Then into air and away it went;
From God to us he had been sent.
Would fly around flowers everyday;
Back home he always knew the way;
Saw much beauty in each wing;
Happiness to all he did bring.
For my friend, I do have a fear
Because I know by end of year,
We will never see him again;
In a cocoon, another does begin.