Esther, Age 8, Cary NC

                      Out of the cocoon I come
I start to fly
I am a butterfly.
My cocoon is gone
I flutter from flower to flower
with Mitthu.

I fly everywhere
And try not to get caught.
I won’t have any room in someone’s hand.

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