Catarpillers Fly In Time
Time tells if caterpillars fly
Time tells when they become butterflies
What do the become, flies?
And time limits their fly
What do they tell in time
The judge to tell is time
Oh! How they cherish the warm
Of the sun to fly
Should they be tamed
And taken care of
But they cannot fly
If they are cold
How beautiful time time their fly
Without mouth butterflies taste
With their feet butterflies taste taste
The waters in their bodies remains
With their skeleton outside
And butterflies do not dry out
Oh! How beautiful time makes them
Their transparent wings their tiny scales coloured
To see red- yellow-green
That illudes our eyes
Are there butterflies in human?
Only time shall tell the tales
When they start to fly
And as time given them
Flamboyantly they fly
That calls attention
Should they cause and onlooker accident!
Oh! No not accident
They fly towards the right
And definitely the right direction
The caterpillars fly in time!
Copyright © Yaubeta Amos Sunday | Year Posted 2020
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