wings of love
A butter fly lights beside us, like a sunbeam
and for a brief moment its glory and beauty belong to our world
but then it flies again and although we wish it could have stayed we are so thankful to have seen it at all
Be Still
Close your eyes
Breathe
Listen for my footfalls in your heart
I am not gone but merely walking within you
Close to our hearts
your memory is kept
to treasure
to love
and never forget
In memory of Michael on what would have been his 5th birthday Jan 31, 2005
by his Grandmother Kim Robinstein
posted by Kim Robinstein @ 5:14 PM
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