An insightful kid wrote this poem- I love the idea that she was thinking about hugging clouds even though she was in the hospital
Butterfly
Orange black yellow
It’s pretty
Antennae like little tweezers
Body like a toothpick
Just like being alone in a field full of grass
And it’s sunny and
A rainbow comes
Legs like strings
Flying is when your feet are lifting off of the ground
Like I hugged a cloud
Beautiful.
October 31, 2011 at 1:43 pm
I love it! So simple; so beutiful. Such and observant and insightful little person who wrote it.
November 3, 2011 at 6:59 am