There is that moment
When I watch you shuck your skin
And emerge with wings.
I can no longer contain you
Where I can watch you
and keep you safe behind a glass jar.
You are slowly changing,
Discovering new versions of you.
I can only watch from a distance
As you grow and fly
Though I wish I could still keep your wings safe from the flame,
Let you dance with fireflies but
Not let the fire steal your spark.
By J. Hamilton