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“Butterfly Wings”
By Norma Semling
A butterfly flies and spreads her wings.
Like an angel she flies. Like a bird that sings.
She’s the queen of the garden where she lands on a leaf.
Her presence is glorious, though the time is brief.
The colors she wears are bright and bold.
Her life, so precious. Worth its weight in gold.
She follows a path set from high above.
She has given so much to those she loves.
I watch as she flies all through the sky.
So free and flowing.
Brings a tear to my eye.
She lands on that leaf she found along the way.
She is there for a moment and not to stay.
She has given her time as if to let me know.
I’ve been lucky to know her, but I must let her go.
Just as the people who have become our friends.
There is a sweet message this butterfly sends
Friendships grow but never die.
Our hearts are her wings and will forever fly.
"I wrote this poem because I wanted to remember a special lady who had cancer and to let her know that she always will be with us in our hearts."
