The caterpillar once thought,
It had reach the end of its world.
Then, it turned into a beautiful butterfly.
Flights of fancy on silken, enchanted wings,
Dusted with gold,
Floating as if suspended in a dream.
The delicate butterfly
Drawn irresistibly to the lush flowers and berries of a beautiful garden green.
Seemingly unaware their presence here
Has completed the magic of the moment.
Author notes
I hope this makes you sigh. It's the best I can come up with so quick. Thank you.
A contest entry
- Searching For A Sigh In A Quickie~ by poet2angels.
475 points, ended April 9, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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loely! Such a wonderful take on the quote!
Lynda


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Lynda,
Thank you for such a lovely comment. I appreciate it. It's all I could think of when I read the quote. LOL! Thanks again.
~Donna~
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I like this! It's a great poem with powerful imagry. I like how you chose a butterfly. I agree when you say something about magic. Starting out as a cute but slightly ugly caterpiller, to change into such a beautfil and magnificant bug is magic. God's magic. I love this poem. Keep up the great work!


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Ashley,
Thank you for stopping by to read, comment and applaud. I appreciate it. From the prompt given this is all I could think of. Thanks again. Love and hugs...
~Donna~
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