He saw the butterflies
And he wondered where his brothers and sisters were.
He didn't know that he was looking straight at them.
He said, I wish I were one of those beautiful creatures up in the sky.
I wish that I were flying.
He didn't know that someday he would be.
One day, he said, I will roll up in a cocoon,
And come out as one of those beautiful creatures.
Butterflies.
And so, he did.
And when he came out, he was a beautiful butterfly
But poor thing, his wings were all wet,
So he had to sit in the sun all day to dry them.
But tomorrow he came out and flew!
With some illustrations, this would be a lovely children's book.
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