The Wings of Transformation are Born of Patience and Struggle
-Janet S. Dickens
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Gazing out at the clear blue sky
Already transformed and ready to fly,
A sort of small butterfly house kingdom,
Is surely a home lacking true freedom.
It is said the body breaks down from in there,
Within the cocoon a complete meltdown in air,
Metamorphosis from worm to winged beauty,
Reforming into a graceful creature on flower duty.
Enjoying and dancing about,
Drinking nectar and fluttering throughout,
This butterfly surely longs to be,
Beyond this net to fly off free.
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Thank you for taking a look at my post for @juliank photo contests for #animalphotography and I hope you enjoyed my poem.
Have a great day!