Date Poem: Friday, September Twenty-Ninth, Two Thousand And Seventeen

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Fumbling and Struggling To get out of a cocoon -- a caterpillar -- Now a butterfly Takes a rest and dries its wings. The butterfly waits for the habitat to be opened And then it flutters off into the Sky. © Stacey Uffelman 9-30-17 ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ One of the parents of a child where I work found some monarch butterfly eggs in his garden. He brought a couple to school in one of those netted butterfly habitats, and we had been watching their progress of turning into caterpillars, making a chrysalis, and finally hatching. Yesterday its wings were dry enough for us to let it go. I wish that I had had a camera. It was pretty cool. The other butterfly was still in its chrysalis, but the dad said that it should come out over the weekend, so he sent it home with another parent. Bummer we won't get to see it come out.