Recently Cosette read a wonderful poem from her A Beka 6th Grade Language textbook. This poem, “The Butterfly and the Caterpillar” by Joseph Lauren, has had a special message for the Prairie Family during the last few weeks.
The Butterfly and the Caterpillar by Joseph Lauren
A butterfly, one summer morn,
Sat on a spray of blossoming thorn
And, as he sipped and drank his share
of honey from the flowered air,
Below, upon the garden wall,
A caterpillar chanced to crawl.
“Horrors!” the butterfly exclaimed,
“This must be stopped! I am ashamed
That such as I should have to be
In the same world with such as he.
Preserve me from such hideous things!
Disgusting shape! Where are his wings!
Fuzzy and gray! Eater of clay!
Won’t someone take the worm away!”
The caterpillar hunched ahead,
But, as he munched a leaf, he said,
“Eight days ago, young butterfly,
You wormed about, the same as I.
Within a fortnight from today
Two wings will bear me far away
To brighter blooms and lovelier lures,
With colors that outrival yours.
So, flutter-flit, be not so proud;
Each caterpillar is endowed
With power to make him, by and by,
A blithe and brilliant butterfly.
While you, who scorn the common clay,
You, in your livery so gay,
And all the gaudy moths and millers,
Are only dressed-up caterpillars.”
This is a good reminder for all of us!