Caterpillar To Butterfly
Down the bottom of the garden, amongst your vegetable patch
my entry to this world, from a larvae did I hatch, no bigger than a tip on a match.
To start to grow, I need some food, don't think me crude
I'm not meanin' to be rude, come on share please you prude.
I'm on a hunt for your lettuce leave, should've used a plastic sleeve
Radichio's what I thirst and crave, now's a time to be brave
had too many a close shave, but I'm not gonna behave
I'm a cheeky caterpillar, with a hungry tum, so I need a filler
Hey, you're a vegetarian not a killer, or a bloodspiller.
My colourings inspire, like words from the bard
it can make camouflage so very hard, which means I'm nearly always on guard.
If I'm bright and colourful now, wait and see
gonna be a big transformation in me
(after a few months of grazing, I undergo a process so stunningly amazing)
everyone will point and say ain't it pretty
I create a wonderful Chrysallis, a beautiful sight is this
and I emerge, a real sight to witness!
I'm only here for a very short time
best be quick to describe me, in glorious rhyme
you'll be speechless, with a real dropped jaw
my pretty patterns, you won't find any flaw
vivid colours swirl, you truly can't ignore
the way I flutter and glide, with a cloudlike grace
can touch a smile to even the stoniest face.
If you want a glimpse of sheer beauty
hey my friend, look no further than me
I am painted by a brushstroke of Divinity!
As my old mate Donovan once said with a grin;)
"Caterpillar sheds his skin, to find the butterfly within"!!
©John-Ovan.P.Hull
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