May 18, 2020 0 By Evans Mutie

Should I remind you of the butterfly
Meticulous in it’s manuvers
So colourful and beauteous

How does it come to be?
Does it sprout like a bud?
Or does it grow like a tree?
Well, I know what it does.

It stays as a ball
Reforms and confrom’s
It mends it’s wings
Never comes out same again

It suffers the scorch of heat
It goes through the pain of change
It does all in it’s quarantine
It stays inside

The days come to an end
The wind blows so strong
Her wings seem so long
She bursts into the serenity.

©Evans Mutie