Bleeding Heart
Butterfly
Butterfly
I am like a caterpillar.
I'm waiting to spread my wings.
Waiting can be hard at times.
But it is worth the wait
Because when I get my wings
I will be beautiful.
And I will have my wings.
When will I become a butterfly?
When will I be beautiful?
When will I get my wings?
Now I am in a cocoon.
I am getting closer to becoming a butterfly.
The wait is getting shorter and shorter.
Yet, it feels like an eternity.
I know it is worth the wait.
Yet, I grow impatient.
I will finally have my wings.
When will I become a butterfly?
When will I be beautiful?
When will I get my wings?
Finally, my wait is over.
Finally, I have received my wings.
Finally, I am soaring.
Finally, I am beautiful.
Finally, I am lovely.
Finally, I am flying.
Finally, I am a butterfly.
I am a Butterfly.
PoemHunter.com Updates
-
Beautiful Paintings On Books
by Ekaterina Panikanova
-
You Too Can Learn to Write Surrealist Poetry
Spudnik Press is offering a workshop in surrealist poetry
-
Distasteful Fashion Shoot Featuring Author Suicides is Pulled
The spread is called 'Last Words.'
-
Autistic Pride Day
June 18
Top 500 Poems
-
Phenomenal Woman
Maya Angelou
-
The Road Not Taken
Robert Frost
-
If You Forget Me
Pablo Neruda
-
Still I Rise
Maya Angelou
-
Dreams
Langston Hughes
-
Annabel Lee
Edgar Allan Poe
-
If
Rudyard Kipling
-
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Robert Frost
-
Invictus
William Ernest Henley
-
I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
Maya Angelou
Comments about this poem (Butterfly by Bleeding Heart )