When life begins

Spring carries life with itself

Between the days of blooms 

The hopes are blooming

In the form of eggs.

In my milkweeds 

Who carries flowers like a crown

Of a most respectful lady

Now they are carrying my hopes 

Of life between the bloom.

They hatches and gives me ray 

In the form of larva.

A sweet starting of the 

Beautiful creatures

That i adore.

They play with my milkweed,

Making holes in them

Like a hide and seek game.

Now my hopes rest in pupa,

It is full mystery and magic 

Of life which i like the most.

Eventually my forbearance

Has sweet fruit, just like 

My beautiful butterfly.

With her beautiful wings 

Which sparkle life in my eyes.

With the hope of new world

She says me goodbye.