A poem for granny....BUTTERFLY..written 8-15-05

United States
February 4, 2007 9:27am CST
You see it You wonder "Could it be true?" Could this beuatiful creation, Really be you? You look at it's form, You look at its grace, "Cold this be that wonderful place"? It lands on your finger And the winds part, An overwhelming feeling, Warms your heart. Yes it is you, Yes I can tell, I hold up my hand, And wish her well. She flies away, to the others, to share the love and grace, To let them know, That shes now in a better place. This was written the day my grandmother died from cancer....she always said after she died she wold be a butterfly....Iknow she is. Thought I would share a lil peice of my heart with all you.
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• United States
4 Feb 07
I thik she is a hawk..a butterfly is too delicate to describe her
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