Monday, May 30, 2011

Monday's Poems

By: Christina Rossetti

Brown and furry
Caterpillar in a hurry,
Take your walk
To the shady leaf, or stalk,
Or what not,
Which may be the chosen spot.
No toad spy you,
Hovering bird of prey pass by you;
Spin and die,
To live again a butterfly.

 What do you think about this poem? =)


Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

It's good! Nice pace to it.

Jules said...

I love the concept. But then I'm into butterflies. :)
Jules @ Trying To Get Over The Rainbow

N. R. Williams said...

Love it.