The Butterfly Poem by Wini Jose

The story I am going to say is about a little worm,
Who could only crawl and squirm.
He used to crawl on a big mulberry tree,
And used to eat all its leaves for free.
Now the animals of that place hated him for his looks,
But the poor worm took no notice of these crooks.
He ate and ate and ate and became very fat,
And once he even scared away a ferocious bat! !
But the next day he was not to be found,
And the animals looked for him all around.
Curious they asked the old owl,
And he replied very angrily with a scowl,
‘Why do you want to know about a person you hate? ’
But they were curious to know his fate.
And then they noticed a strange little bell,
It hung from a tree neither in heaven nor in hell.
As days passed by they forgot about it,
And the crowd soon split.
Grazing on the grass, the deer noticed a beautiful creature,
Very perfect in every feature.
With wide colourful wings and every beautiful shade,
So strong that it could never fade.
Who are you my dear friend asked the jealous deer,
Who used to be elected the most beautiful every year.
Oh don’t you remember me,
I am that little ugly worm who used to live on that mulberry tree.
The surprised deer ran to tell the entire forest,
As the butterfly sat on a flower for a little nectar and rest.
The animals came running to see this little fellow,
Including the elephant who came running with a loud bellow.
But just within the blink of an eye,
The butterfly flew into the blue of the sky.