A Tale of Reincarnation

As the sun comes out
From behind the clouds,
Cocoon cracks slowly.

Light pours in.

The baby butterfly,
All dressed
In blue and white
For the Ball,
Takes flight.

A low cower
At first, then higher
Until he reaches the tower,
To land
On Fairy Princess' hand.

poem by Harriet James
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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