A Caterpillar clinging for dear life.
Took it in for some photographs
but couldn't find a satisfying pose.
It wasn't that wriggly
Just inexperience on my part.
Took the whole pot out again,
cannot decide its fate.
Where it will be tomorrow
has to wait for the day to come.
Flapping wings by my window
Would wake me up in the mornings.
I missed them these rainy days
It could make their day.
I can hear the raindrops
Saved from its predator
Hope to see it be a pupa
instead of something's supper.
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