Poetry

My Child

Free little caterpillar, free
Never caught by me
But chosen to guide you
By your soul’s essence
Honoured to be
A teacher at times
A student at others
Your wisdom astounds
Ancient and natural
Not learned from earth
Innate and intuitive
I watch in wonder
As you beautifully grow
To change the world
Brighter and better
I must let you go, and be
Free little butterfly, free

Debbie Gravett © 2019.04.19
Image by cocoparisienne from Pixabay

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Debbie Gravett

A word painter; a story slave; a believer of magic and mystery; a lover of life.

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