A bitter cry she weeps so warm
Noone to shelter her from the harm
Afraid and alone the nights long and cold
Her dreams entangled,put on hold
She wonders around her smile so frail
Like a boat in the wind without a sail
With every endeavour and fragile turn
She tries to trust, she has much to learn
Days become months, months become years
Her youth almost forgotten ,lost in her fears
Metamorphosis takes its toll
She waits for the moment she is whole
The moment when all is left behind
When all stands still, for this time
Memories will fade,no need to cry
She spreads her wings and begins to fly.

Christina Lynn Burks