Clairabella Shoens - Inch Worm

A single strand of silk
Hanging from a tree branch,
Little nibble marks on the leaves.
A tiny green worm living in a tree
Inching his way up the trunk,
For spring is almost done.
Up at the top he makes a work of art,
A caccoon for him to slumber in.
Slowly he climbs in and stitches it shut behind him,
As the weeks pass, he turns into a beautiful butterfly.
The fragile creature climbes out of his shell,
Delicatley fanning his wings in the summer sun.

Clairabella Shoens

Clairabella Shoens

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