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Cocoon Dreams

So small, so tender
I live in my cocoon that seems like forever.

Day and night, in rain and in storm,
I sway on the flowery branch contained in my home.

Wrapped in silk, asleep for many a day,
I look forward to that time where I could flutter away.

Creepy and crawly, my hair so furry,
Don’t look at me with eyes that are demony.

Fragile lives, wobbling and wiggling,
One day I would fly, with my wings  fluttering.

I would stretch, stretch my pretty wings,
Move from flower to tree.
And find a place to lay my eggs,
To make more butterflies like me.

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Day 3 Prompt – Fragile Lives
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