Not anything bright not really a sparkle
Things I knew I loved or brought me joy
Where animals and music and that's my story
Struggles of a different kind in my mind kept me at a slower pace
Just like the caterpillar taking its time not in a race
Slow and easy with a sweetness slightly hidden
In my closed space, God was doing my biding
See a caterpillar you may notice but not see much at first
Till it has been sheltered and freed from its curse
It took a longer time for change to come to me
To cover the outside and let the inside be freed
Confused and plain with my childlike love
I'm becoming more to see, covered by this glove
The cacoon I was in opened my mind and heart
Brought rainbows, smiles, forgiveness that can never depart
The little caterpillar in me
Brought a little clarity you see
Taught me we have to go through changes and even cry
Be closed up then good with saying bye
Because it's takes time to become a beautiful butterfly..
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