The Butterfly and the Growing Tree

A caterpillar stood still

Upon a green growing tree

It ate a leaf for dinner

And watched the turbulent sea

 

A chrysalis it did form

Upon a branch, soft and warm

Hung there in it’s tight cocoon

Underneath the sun and moon

 

The tree waited patiently

It had seen this once before

The birth of a butterfly

That flew near the shiny shore

 

It’s wings fluttered up and down

Beautiful blue, warmest brown

Landing on a growing tree

In it’s sight turbulent sea

Reviews

[GYPSYLEAH]

Very Pretty imagery - You are very good.

[Brown Bull]

I love the butterfiles that fly around my meadow. Brown is my favorite color!
BB

[Legion]

Lovely imagery. Kudos.

[Vartul]

Beautiful, peaceful serenity.Enchanting poem.You know,there are some poems which make you feel that the rhyme is forced, but your poem was natural, i loved its flow.So simple, yet beautiful! Keep Writing!