But can’t you see… I dream of
red butterflies on crimson roses
It’s hard for me to see anything
other than lightness, loveliness
and the softer side of things
I float that way
I dream of things like
Red butterflies on
crimson roses
and maybe if I can’t see it
I create it
I let it out
When my heart spills out
To overflowing
I cannot contain the goodness
The love that flows is…
Like trying to hold butterflies
Or laughter that bursts
Spilling out
I wish
All things good To You
She is. . .
Yellow clouds
maybe pink
Dandelions dancing
she feels
like butterfly kisses
when she sings
She is. . . Me
MichelleMarie
I am thinking of all the reason
I love you… Mostly
I am thinking of Your smile
Knowing I make you smile
makes me smile 🙂
MichelleMarie
I decided to not board the thought train today…reminded me of this song. Of course I have art for this! I used to be a frequent traveler. 🙂
Be Your Own Best Friend
Maybe chase fireflies
Go ahead FAIL
If I fail… I know… Something
goos is about to happen
Always, this is true for me
maybe it is for you too!
