The Butterfly
A shell I was in
I think this will begin
My journey to the sky
For before I was so shy
On ground I was so slow
But now, I feel these wings grow
Today I stare below
At the ground I used to know
While flying so high
Into this unknown sky
Why do I miss it so?
Copyright © Alex Jones | Year Posted 2022
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