Butterfly Poem by C.Ann Penning

Butterfly



Crickets play in the dead of night
A melody, so soft and sweet
Lulls me quickly off to sleep

Sold out tickets to the show
Memories, a matinee
Cut the reel, don’t let it play

Wishing from an empty well
Heads and tails, vacuous legends
Hopes and dreams, faded, bludgeoned

Caterpillar grows and grows
Doomed to die to start anew
The life I lived, no miscue

Breaking free from my cocoon
Leaving my old world behind
No longer will I be confined

Crawled to walk and learned to fly
Seen the world from a distinct view
Found a life I never knew

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