You can let them back in.

Smile back at them once again.

You know you have been holding it in for far too long.

Your smile is vibrant like the color on your sister, the butterfly’s, wings.

There is a spectrum of light waiting to be seen

You can smile at them once again.

Tell them that it is okay, that you are okay.

Speak to them again

You know you have missed the sound of their voice.

Speak so much that your words blend

Like the hum of dragonflies.

Smile, speak, laugh

Laugh at their jokes once more

Make sweet music with you laughter

Like the grasshopper on a warm night.

Look at them

Look at them again

Feel the compulsion to hug them again

Compelled like the bumbling bee to the

Beautifully bloomed flower.

Look at them again

Look at yourself

Look at yourself again

Look at the now abandoned skin of your cocoon

Remember your thin, silken, protective skin

Remember how you had to understand that this is only temporary

That you were changing

That you were growing

That you were beautiful

You are beautiful

Look at yourself

And understand that you will always be enough

Be resilient in your metamorphosis, caterpillar

Look at yourself once again.

You can let yourself back in, butterfly.