Metamorphosis
By Luqman M R
Published 28 September 2022
Slowly moving up the hill in hope of leaves and food
"Aha!" I say as I munch upon the yummy leaves of change
Slowly moving through the night in hope of warmth and mood
My family abandoned me for a reason very strange
The last time I saw my family was when I was in bed
I was looking at the others all gold and vibrant red
My family was gone I can't forget without the fear
I covered myself in silk and never saw life for a year
I hatch out of my cocoon feeling like a new me
I look into my reflection and say "Is this me?"
I look like a butterfly and look outside with hope
I hope that they like me and they don't say nope!