A life the beauty of a butterfly is what you lived
Even now that you are gone I see you in the faces of those who are strangers
But for a moment they are you
The one who is a butterfly
How I wish to be in the presence of your warmth
The reality hits my heart
Taking the blood from my body
I feel cold after those moments
When the blood returns
So do the tears to my eyes
They fall for you the fallen butterfly
Who's wings where crushed so shortly
After you where no longer in your cocoon,
No longer a caterpillar but the most beautiful of butterfly's.
There are those who wounder about your little caterpillars
But I know you who had the life the beauty of a butterfly
Will watch over them from your place beside our
Heavenly Father for he has given you
Even more gorgeous wings
They are those of an angel.
-Dedicated in loving memory of Michelle
May 1, 2012
May 1, 2012 at 4:19 AM UTC
A life the beauty of a butterfly is what you lived
Even now that you are gone I see you in the faces of those who are strangers
But for a moment they are you
The one who is a butterfly
How I wish to be in the presence of your warmth
The reality hits my heart
Taking the blood from my body
I feel cold after those moments
When the blood returns
So do the tears to my eyes
They fall for you the fallen butterfly
Who's wings where crushed so shortly
After you where no longer in your cocoon,
No longer a caterpillar but the most beautiful of butterfly's.
There are those who wounder about your little caterpillars
But I know you who had the life the beauty of a butterfly
Will watch over them from your place beside our
Heavenly Father for he has given you
Even more gorgeous wings
They are those of an angel.
-Dedicated in loving memory of Michelle
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