A day spent hunting…

My thoughts spread out before me.

Sometimes I wish I was born a butterfly.

There’s always room for change… look at the caterpillar, what a wonder and beauty.

Watching the caterpillars eating so voraciously, one would feel that they are in an urgency to become butterflies or moths soon, so as to spread their wings and explore the world.

If the person watches closely as to how the caterpillar munches its food, it would be hard to digest the fact that they are able to consume so much gluttonously.

The locusts, grasshoppers and caterpillars tend to make the plants their homes, as well as rely on them for their food as well.

A love story.

The tiny little caterpillar that is awaiting its wings to grow so that it can flutter by as a beautiful butterfly can teach quite a lesson on self-image, self-trust, self-confidence and patience!

Narritive Poem.