You, who think you are ugly, unlovable, having no gift to give to this world. Do not fret my girl, for you are a butterfly in the making. Make no mistake, we are all caterpillars in need of metamorphosis. There is no more proof of this than the Monarch Butterfly. Beautiful, orange and black wings paint the sky as it softly floats on the breeze, but did you know, that on the poisonous milkweed, the Monarch feeds, making Itself poisonous to ward off danger? A caterpillar once, now changed, rearranged unchained from its chrysalis warm and dark the world sees only the beautiful Monarch. Follow me at: FB, Instagram, Twitter: WVPoetrygirl Amazon: www.amazon.com/author/anitaelam
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When I first started reading this piece, I thought it was going to be a longer version of the cliche. However, you’ve branched off here and made this piece original. My favorite phrase is “Do not fret my girl,” as it adds a motherly voice to the speaker. I was obsessed with catepillars and butterflies as a kid, spending hours reading about them and going outside to look for them. To see those facts woven together into an elegant piece is both nostalgic to my inner child and intriguing as a writer.
Thank You! I know what you mean about cliche, so I definitely wanted to avoid that. As far as motherly, I guess that’s fitting, since I’m a mother of a 25 year old daughter and a 21 year old son, so there you go! Writing it made me nostalgic too….funny, it must affect many people that way, for when I posted it on my Facebook writer page, who KNEW it would spark a 20+ thread of comments all about the defense mechanisms and migratory habits of the Monach butterfly…heh. I basically had to finally (nicely) say, ok, enough…let’s move on…it’s a poem…heh. Thank You for your feedback! – Anita Elam
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