The Cocoon

Once there was a lost and lonely caterpillar 
Searching for her glitter 
But then She found you 
Who helped her break through 
Allowing time 
To help her climb 
You sheltered her, helped her transform
Which gave her the power to get through the storm 
Letting her bloom
Away from the fumes 
Now she has wings 
It’s time to cut strings 
No looking back
It’s time to unpack 
She’s finally found her way 
No more sky’s full of grey 
No longer scared of the moon 
This butterfly no longer needs her cocoon

by 
Coco 07