Dear Mr. Caterpillar, <br />I don’t mean to bother you, <br />but I have lots of questions <br />about your kids and what you do. <br /> <br />After giving all those baths, <br />and you tuck your kids in bed, <br />do dollar signs for shoes and socks <br />get piled up in your head? <br /> <br />They all wear fuzzy winter coats, <br />guess you don’t have to buy <br />any boots or toasty mittens. <br />You’re such a lucky guy. <br /> <br />Do little caterpillar kids <br />ever stub their toes? <br />And if they fall and skin their knees, <br />where do bandaids go? <br /> <br />Dreaming in their warm cocoons, <br />is it always a surprise <br />to suddenly just wake up <br />as pretty butterflies? <br /> <br />Mr. Caterpillar, <br />Mrs. Caterpillar, too, <br />Do you remember all their names? <br />Mom and Dad can’t with just two!<br /><br />C.J. Heck<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mr-calapitter-children/
