Road To Glory
wee caterpillar
creeps across the old wood porch
glory still hidden
leggy, brown creature
hangs shrouded in a cocoon
as the miraculous transformation begins
spring sun hides the chrysalis
penetrating warmth stirs life
painted in the sun
artist’s pallet holds brilliant colors
luminous teal
black-tip wings etched with gold trim
fluttering free
winged wonder searches for her clan
beholder sees but one of a kind
*For Brian's contest "Up to 18 Lines"
Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2012
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