Comments about Craig Burgess
A Butterfly With A Wrinkled Wing
My friends say that I'm handicapped
Because I'm not like they:
They flutter off when I come near,
And with them I can't play.
But there is nothing wrong with me;
There's just one minor thing:
I am a tiger swallowtail
Who has a wrinkled wing.
I fly as high and far as they
And pollinate as well,
But that one blemish on my wing
Soes more than words can tell.
It labels me as something weird
Which doesn't fit the mold. . .
And thus I'm forced to fly alone,
Through skies both warm and cold.
I know they'll never understand