One-Liner Wednesday, June 24th

I totally messed this up! I made a poem not a one-liner! Oops!

Written for Linda G. Hill:

: The cute colored butterfly on the grass

My story

If I could be a butterfly 
I’d like to be the same 
as one with all  the colors 
I do not know it’s name. 

I wonder where I’d go 
to find myself a home 
Maybe in a garden 
with fairies and a gnome. 

But now I am a worm 
who looks just like a creep 
I think I’m feeling tired 
it’s time to get some sleep.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry