Queen arrived

Of course he could not wait, not for my help, nor support.
When I looked to see how the cocoon was doing, I saw it was empty.
The Queen butterfly sitting at the end of the stick.

I sat for a while with him sitting on my finger, watching him closely.
Such a beauty.
Even his legs have a yellow stripe.
The strenghth in the legs is so tingly yet tight gripping to hold himself.
After a while he took his wings, flying away high.