Butterflies: For Matthew and Kyle by Megan Tsern (written July 4, 2010)

In this dark cocoon I am latched,

But I know soon I will be hatched,

As soon as I know it, gold light comes through a line,

I feel welcome, as if 2 ribbons in my heart intertwine,

I burst open, gasping for air,

Then spin around I am not yet pretty and fair,

Suddenly, a breeze almost sweeps me away,

I sit down and there I lay,

It is a warm day in May,

But still, I learn how to fly,

I spread my wings, touching the sky,

Then, I dip down, through a meadow,

I look at some other insects, and shout, “Hello.”

Then fly to a big hospital,

I look through a window, there is a hall,

I look through another, there is a boy,

Matthew is his name,

He’s got cancer, that’s lame

Next, I fly over to busy Berkeley,

I see a boy, slipping in a key

His name is Kyle, see,

He has jokes that make me laugh, heehee

This is a special place with harmony,

It’s meant to be for you and me

Author’s Note

I wrote this poem for Matthew and Kyle. Matthew died of cancer on July 26, 2007.

Kyle died of a car accident in 2010. That’s what I wrote about the key. I made this butterfly for them.

                                                God Bless

                                                            --MT