when she transformed into a butterfly, the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty, but of her weirdness. they wanted her to change back into what they always had been,. but she had wings. Life is change.use your wings.
What you are is a complicated girl with simple needs. You need your books and time to read, and you need a few friends and you need someone-not to take care of you, but to care for you. If you have all those things, you’ll always be alright.
Dust If You Must A poem written by Rose Milligan of Lancaster, Lancashire, England. The poem was first published in the September - edition of The Lady (magazine) in It is usually attributed to either "Unknown" or "Anon".