Week by week passed by

Mommy Butterfly told her a lot

Eating as much as food she got

Until she couldn't move and awkward

"Why must I do this, Mom?" Catty asked.

"Because you need it somehow." Mommy Butterfly replied.

"But, it makes me weird." Catty cried.

"Be calm, dear." She implied. 

"What should I do next, Mom?" Catty said.

"You have to choose your own leaf. 

Where you trust to protect 

Where you feel comfort." Mommy Butterfly answered.

"But, I can't move." Catty cried aloud.

"You have to try, dear. You can do it." Mommy Butterfly 

 Catty moved slowly

Into a leaf nearby

She thought it would be nicely

To be cocoon entirely

"How long do I should be a cocoon?" Catty wondered.

"Not for long, dear. I promise." Mommy Butterfly vowed.

"What should I do during that time?" Catty asked repeatedly.

"Nothing. You just sleep inside.

And God will do the rest." Mommy Butterfly explained.

"Is that so?" Catty's eyes bigger.

Mommy Butterfly smiled as the answer.