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Cocoon

The Butterfly arose
Her wings attached to her sides
Her cocoon opened wide
The morning breath of cool wind
The sun's warmth glistening
It's time to make her way
With no where to run
Gotta fly
Spread those wings and dive high
Wet rain brings her down
But the beauty of the world mystifies her
The Butterfly sings of beauty
Melodies of the sun's rays
This Butterfly makes her way

Submitted: Saturday, February 25, 2012
Edited: Saturday, February 25, 2012


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  • Dave Walker (2/25/2012 5:32:00 PM)

    A beautiful poem, really like it. A great write.

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