Caterpillar Changes into something thriller

Bees on flowers make sweet honey to devour

Trees and sunshine prompt air through day time

Takes it back by night fall to recycle as a daily role

A predator hunts to survive and only for the sake of staying alive

Every thing that lives or tends to survive has its part in the cycle & a role in life

It's the little peaces of essence, lets not forget its valuable presence

Not to mention its beauty to our eyes, remarkable in disguise

Co-related stripes & pooka dots, art that's hard to spot