Before I knew the butterfly's name, I 

knew of its wings, 

I knew of its dark

shadows and ability to transform 

things. 

My Grandma said, "Better days

will come." 

A young caterpillar enjoys 

the Rising of the Sun. 

As I look into all 

that I hope to achieve, 

I realize I'm no 

longer stationary; I shall soon have to 

leave. 

For many moons have called

upon my name.... 

I've heard the cries

of many skies and still I came....

To spend my transformation where 

I'm appreciated the most, 

One butterfly

away from peace. "A Butterfly Away" 

from my post.

By Poetic X

From: United States

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