Caterpillar Poem by Laura Lee (Davis) Snyder

Caterpillar



I watch your mandibles tear
straight through sweet flesh and bones
of leaves. Your appetite to survive drives you.
After the wintering, I will fly,
released from my shroud of silk like you.
I watch you now to see how
it is done.

Sunday, November 6, 2005
Topic(s) of this poem: leaves
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