Waiting To Fly

Trying to imagine
How certain species of butterfly
Fly from England
To deepest darkest Africa
Or wherever they go
And get lost in wonder
At how they thrive
And survive
Strong winds, and storms
And that surely
They sometimes get carried astray
Yet still manage to reach
Their destination
I'd like to be a butterfly
Exploring
THE BIG WIDE WORLD
And having lots of sex
Along the way
Getting into a right flap
But winging it
My caterpillar mind
Chews on a sticky leaf
Whilst contemplating
Reaching for the sky
Waiting to fly

by Jemia la butterflier