Tiny little butterflies
Where do they go?
They flit and flutter
Around me then…
Off they go
They bring with them
Sweetness, wonderment
And delight
Watching them flutter till
They are out of sight
Where do butterflies go?
~🦋~
Butterfly kisses…misses ~🦋~Butterfly kisses…misses
She waits…for clues and keys to unlock the door she waits behind
I see beauty
as she proclaimed
only ashes remained
Wishing for Winter’s freeze
Praying through summer’s long stay
I wish she could see the Beauty of her ashes
Lay so beautifully at her feet
Ashes to Beauty
A different kind of sunset caught my eye.
Something beautiful~Something wonderful caught my eye
~I do believe in miracles~
