The butterfly

Hey guys thank you for your feedback on my poems. I hope you don’t mind me posting again. This one is a little more positive and I hope you will understand the meaning behind it.


The butterfly

Butterfly buttery please let me know
How did you get you wings with their beautiful colours on show?

The butterfly fluttered then hovered close by
and a smile was on her face as she saw I had started to cry.

“Don’t be sad” she said as she landed on my hand.
“Let me explain and I hope you’ll understand .”

“I didn’t always have my wings with their colours on show.”
“It took quite a while as from an egg I started to grow.”

“I didn’t start out this way I was a caterpillar first.”
“I saw the others grow quicker than me and felt I was the worst.”

“I couldn’t fly like them
and my colours weren’t bright.”
“But another butterfly saw me and told me id be alright.”

“It just takes time.” the butterfly said
I dried my tears and nodded my head
“what if I don’t make it?”
“what if my colours aren’t bright?”
“What if I loose when fighting this fight.”

The butterfly hovered again then landed once more
“I get that it’s hard when we don’t know whats in store.”
“But remember we’re all growing, this isn’t a race.”
“you will get through this, just go at your own pace.

“things might be hard but don’t give up
I was once a caterpillar who felt completely stuck.”
“I couldn’t fly and had to crawl on the floor.”
“And I questioned if I would make it because I was so unsure.”

But I gathered all my resources and found a safe place
I built a cocoon around myself which became a saving grace
And it still took time but one day I knew
All the things the others achieved I could do it too

My cocoon was the support
That I needed to grow
thats when I realised my colours started to show

You will get there you just need to reach out
give it time and you’ll see without a doubt
That you may feel you’re a caterpillar but just give it a try
And soon you will be a beautiful butterfly