With wings

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