Black Butterfly Poem by Jay AndersonTaylor

Here I swing inside my dark ca-coon afraid

to become all that I know I can be... A

Black Butterfly too scared to emerge into my

full potential and spread my beautiful black

wings. I'm so afraid to spread my wings; I’m too worried

about what this world may think of me? I'm a black

butterfly that can't seem to set myself free. If

I do not how will the world ever see my real beauty?

I know this world can be cruel and rude place to be...

but if I don't break out of this ca-coon and set

myself free? How will the world ever see me for me?

But I must first set myself free, so that they

can see all my beauty... and when I do emerge from

my ca-coon? A beautiful Black Butterfly is what I shall be.

Jay Andrew Anderson-Taylor

Copyright ©2008 Jay Andrew Anderson-Taylor