Bring me back my love Whom god hath torn asunder Bring me back my love I can stand the solitude no longer
Darling come to me Darling please Don’t leave me alone
Wherever you may be Is where my spirit longs to be Talk to me, darling I’m still me I may not be with you On Earth anymore I know we said goodbye in one way That night on that floor But darling I love you Always and true Nothing could take me away from you Daily and nightly I shall persevere Until the right day that you find me here And then we shall continue The work we began For the seventh generation To make its stand All is well here on Earth For just one more day Let us fly off together briefly Like the pair of Monarchs we are
This dropped on me out of nowhere as soon as I stopped to watch a Monarch Butterfly in a big Oak tree. It was almost like she was dictating it to me. As she flew around at the end I got the lines mixed up and then had to edit it a little as she came back into view. When I tried to photograph her she freaking hid behind a leaf hahahaha! Why was I not surprised. She finished telling me the poem and then flitted off with her mate, who I had not noticed before then.