Transformation

      This was part of a kid's short story I'd written when I was little, going over old writings I thought it'd be better as a poem.  Still thinking about adding, though.

     Lu looked up,
and saw the sky sobbing blue.
     Really how could it
get that hue?
     She wanted badly,
to fly away.
     She became a butterfly,
and flew all day.
     She rested on a limb,
brown and hard.
     She became so tired,
so she changed back to a worm.
     Laid out on the limb,
warming from all sides.

S.D. 1990's  (original)