This caterpillar he climbed so high
Half way up my back wall
And then he stopped and looked about
I hoped he wouldn’t fall
For even though the likes of him
Eat up my nasturtiums
I always love the look of them
After their conversions!
(Into butterflies….keep up!)
He started swaying from side to side
It was a curious thing
It was then I saw he was securing himself
With what looked like fine silk string!
‘Aha,’ I thought as I watched him,
‘He’s preparing to be a cocoon!’
Then just then right at that moment
He performed a dead faint swoon.
I poked him gently-he didn’t move
Perhaps he’d run out of thread
Or maybe he’d just had enough
How sad if he was now dead!
I checked the following morning
He hadn’t changed at all
He was still a caterpillar
Hanging upon my wall 😦
The next day to my great surprise
My eyes near popped out of my head
For look what had happened at dead of night
No more caterpillar but a chrysalis instead!
I feel this qualifies for the theme of ‘Change!’
See Ya xx