All the precious time like the wind, the years go by.
Precious butterfly... Spread your wings and fly.






It hovered there and then came near
It seemed to be growing bolder.
She knew a special wonder when
it landed on her shoulder.

She felt a surge of soaring joy
A thrill she couldn't hide.
She called..."Oh look," and then it rose
To rest on her other side.

To share with someone now this joy
She knelt, "Come close," she said.
The butterfly then fluttered by
And landed on her head.

She felt it rush a tender kiss
A Resurrection's blessing
And now she's known God's special touch
And in His love she's resting.





          

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Poem by Bunny Styslinger
Copyright 1997.  Permission Granted.
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