Caterpillar Poem by Shane Markie

Caterpillar

What hope do I have
with so many hands
to hold on with?

At night, when the leaves blow,
I feel a fluttering inside.
I want to let go into the wind.

Thursday, February 13, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: leaves,wind
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