we are like butterflies.
but first, we must accept the process before the transformation.
the ugliness of slithering in the dirt,
the loneliness of the cocoon,
and the pain of the change.
we are two broken little creatures,
groaning and writing,
finding our way.
but you, are by my side as we reach our completion.
we are learning to become more of what God has intended.
we are learning to become beautiful.