Butterflies

Butterflies

The little green caterpillar 

Falls into a deep slumber 

And out from its sleeping bag

 Pops the jewel of the sky.

 His wings are soft and delicate 

Like blood-red rose petals.

 His colors are bright and vibrant

 Like vivid dahlias.

 He flutters around here and there,

 Gathering nectar for his

 Long,

 Long,

 Trip