Butterflies...

The kind of creatures that taste with their feet.

The kind of creatures that need the sun to fly.
The kind of creatures that have their skeleton on the outside of their body.

Starting with an egg smaller than a fingernail on a leaf...

The kind of eggs that are not big enough to have anything inside.

The kind of eggs that look like candies from another country.

The kind of eggs that could get lost in the back pocket of old jeans.

The caterpillar enters the world looking like a striped tiger full of colors...

The kind of caterpillar that eats till it drops.

The kind of caterpillar that won’t be full.

The kind of caterpillar that will never be satisfied.

The caterpillar is called to another home in a chrysalis...

The kind of home that could fall from the ghastly wind.

The kind of home that is cramped to move around in.

The kind of home that  

What seems as a life timer later, a stranger appears from the chrysalis...

The kind of stranger that has wings bigger than the Texas sky.

The kind of stranger that has features that cannot be described.

The kind of stranger that can fly away from its problems.