An ugly bug sat on a stem

with stripes of green I looked again

red yellow orange and black

certainly, there was no lack

was it horrid no, no, no!

but it was a creepy crawly, I think so!

with a vivid skin all of a shine

it really was just fine…

a caterpillar it was I shout!

with black curly legs all hairy about!

it ate and ate with all its might

the lettuces green stuff what a plight!

the garden veg was all askew

as it munched its way through and through

then when it had had more than enough

it changed so quick, it must have been tough!

into a chrysalis all white and still

it hung on the branch it had had its fill

for a time, it seemed to ponder there

it did not move nor have a care

then one day it burst through the shell

oh my! and now I could tell

a beautiful butterfly so delicate it was now

so, what a wondrous thing I could not see how

that ugly bug could turn for real

into something so beautiful, it was surreal!

so… when you are walking down the street

and an ugly bug you chance to meet

Just remember the possible fact

that their ugliness may not stay in tact

a spark of magic could touch their soul

and from a very ugly ghoul

they could change into a being with beauty and love

all blessed from somewhere in the heavens above

And light the way to being good

from hence once a horridness they stood

there is always a chance for bugs to change

and for their nastiness to then be strange!

and so being good all through and though

and stop making others feel so blue

A butterfly is a thing of beauty

and it shows to us to our very duty

to be kind and caring all time time

and that from an ugly bug you can turn to be loving and kind

so that’s the end of my tale

i hope it is to some avail

that i say to you there is room for change each day

to lead a better caring life i say!

so that’s all i have to utter for this time

I hope you enjoy this metamorphosis of a rhyme!

Art below my art Butterfly acrylic on board

Author: Rosy

I became interested in poetry about a year ago and try to write about things from my heart that are associated with events in my life or events going on in the World at large or closer to home. I am a visual artist and still am to a certain extent having exhibited some of my work as a visually impaired artist using sponges to paint. I have lost most of my eyesight in recent years to advanced glaucoma and my vision is now very limited I am finding my creativity now evolving in writing poetry and hope to publish my own book of verse in the future. I have a blog page on Wordpress where I share my poetry, art, photography, thoughts and favourite quotes and prayers at

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