We are born,
As a bundle of confusion and joy-
But when we grow up,
We are caterpillars.

Life weaves a careful cocoon,
Caressing tenderness around us,
As we grow and learn,
We change

And then one day,
A butterfly appears-
On the first day,
The spread love,

Just because,
It makes the world,
A better place.

All butterflies,
Shine immaculate colors,
On iridescent wings,
For ever and ever.

But every butterfly, eventually,
Must fly home.
We miss each one,
But the butterflies,
Are floating with the stars,
And God,
And are in bliss