Oh little chubby caterpillar, how i love thee! Let me count the ways...
I love you because you are so quiet and how you appear out of nowhere, just like magic. Poof.
I love that you have not shown your mean orange horns, (is that your head?) but have let me hold you without shrinking away.
I love your amazing color and pattern that seems almost unnatural.
I love that there is just one of you and when I held you close, I was sure I heard you whisper " I promise not eat too much, there is enough to go around".
I really love that when I returned you to the garden and visited the next morning, you kept your word.
And I do love the second promise I know you will keep. I am waiting for the butterfly.
I made a little cloth in your honor. ...in honor of a little promise.
