We were three little sister caterpillars,
No one paid notice to us, lowly worms.
Sometimes we would sadly look to the stars
To these mighty butterflies so full of charms.
As we crawled our way on this earth,
We wished so much to be beautiful.
But a wish needs a Fairy Godmother,
And little caterpillars are not that graceful.
One stormy night, something strange happened.
My sisters and I got scared and retreated into
our cocoons, the only safe place to ride a storm and
To fall asleep. What went on then, no one knew,
Dark doings, mutations or magical spells in the air,
We woke up, the three of us no more ugly caterpillars,
But beautiful as the magnificent beings we so admired.
Maybe little caterpillars have a Fairy Godmother after all.
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The Goddess Within (and my words became me...)
PoetryI enjoy is writing poems on life, love. Some are fun, some are sweet but they all make the world go around. N.B The cover was made for me by BetiBup33 at The book Cover Design.
