by Patricia Joan Polhans
I am like a butterfly all wrapped in a cocoon
But one of these days I will blossom and bloom.
I'll show my true colors become a great high tower
As I perch myself upon a dandy, little flower.
The shell that surrounds me will no longer hinder me
For at just the right season God will set me free.
My wings will sprout forth from my spiritual cocoon
And I'll be a beautiful monarch soon and very soon.
My chains will be broken, that thing entangling me
And I will be sent forth to conquer and spread liberty
Nothing now can hinder for I am singing like a lark
I've been changed from a cocoon to a beautiful monarch.
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