Butterfly I see you. I see you resting on the wall. I see your beautiful colors and the way you land right on the leaf. I see your wings spread fully and you flying graciously. I see you Butterfly. When the wind is strong, you find your way to hold on. I see you embracing the flow. The beauty of your glow on the flower you chose. I see you. As I see you, I see me. I see me holding strong as the gust of wind tries to blow me down. I see myself with my wings still spread out and having the courage to still fly after the storm came and gone. I see me like you hoping God’s light glows through my wings and heart no matter what I been through or going through.