emerging from a pupa state

brightly coloured, soft as lace.

spread my wings and fly away

to a safer world, to laugh and play.

Amongst gentle creatures, flower buds

over meadows, dance through woods.

Flying without a single care

floating so ligtly in the air.

wings of beauty giving joy

to sad little eyes of girls and boys.

Whose hearts have been emptied of life

souls shattered by strife.

But the colours of my wings give back

some of the love, trust, hope right back.

J/T mixture