Riddle Poem

July 24, 2009
By aivilo SILVER, Circleville, Ohio
aivilo SILVER, Circleville, Ohio
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My abode is a cave I cannot crawl out of;
But one day, I’ll dispose of it as a caterpillar eats its leaf.
I hop, hop, hop away from the heat.
I need dark like a flower needs light.
I grow alone and have the chance of forever being
Enclosed.
Maybe one day I will escape and fly to freedom,
When I can tolerate being exposed to the sun,
Which I suppose feels like the heat that chases me.


The author's comments:
This is a riddle poem, so figure out what I'm talking about!

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tor10jax GOLD said...
on Aug. 31 2009 at 1:00 am
tor10jax GOLD, Livingston, New Jersey
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I have no idea what it is, but I like this poem.




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