Butterfly Within (rought draft)

The Butterfly Within. eat tiny egg grows until it splits from the seams sring forth! go on, and live you are your own. and so each tiny worm has a leaf it's own it begins its journey not even two inches from it's only home. and lowly creatues that we be we eat our way to destiny. summer monthes spent in sun rainy days and windy one. fat and fatter still the goal is eat beyond your fill. and so it would seem that this tiny creature would burst at the seams... one day in late light sun we begin to realize the horrendous damage we have done. the rose bushed we have chomped and nothing left but stalks of flowers we are like a virus in our path, all we devour. realization strikes us swift and we begin to undo the pain the misery and bloatedness the days spend sheltered from our own rain. in a cacoon wrapped so tight plan to sleepo for a fortnight forever, even more the pain... it's too much for one worm. and yet with time spent away from food, one grows glorious wings and a small slender stick body with perfect tiny legs. it's like a miracle intended to right the wrongs. a butterfly sweetly replenishes the stolen fruits, brings beauty to the world if i wait long enough can i to, become a butterfly? xoxox Ellie J