Butterfly Poem by Michael Timothy Rose

Butterfly



I am a planet,
I am a receptical of Sun,

If I do not recieve it,
I shed it
like a caccoon;
I grow to intermiable lengths.
Then fly. Not flutter.

Thursday, August 6, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: planet,butterfly
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