A butterfly yet in its chrysalis,
A diamond in the rough,
Honey still encased in the comb,
All hide their beauty until time and patience reveal them.
They remind me of you,
Often misunderstood because their true worth is not instantly realized.
Those who take the time
To wait for the butterfly,
To mine the diamond,
And to savor the honey,
Will experience the true beauty of you.
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