"The Butterfly"

There's the kiss of the butterfly
when she lights upon your hand
but then she takes to wings
and you don't know where next she lands.

Your life shines the brighter
for the time that she was here
and you long for another moment
when once again she's near.

Fly away, little butterfly,
the wind now calls your name.
But know in your going
the sun won't shine the same.

In a flight of many colors
so many creatures take the air
In blues and golds and blazing reds
it's a circus everywhere

In this magic flying moment
filled with colors and with sound
it's a kaleidoscopic wonder
as they start to sing aloud.

Fly away, little butterfly,
the wind now calls your name.
But please don't you forget
I will always know you came.

Butterflies are everywhere
but now I hold my hands behind me
There is only one to land here
and she now is flying free.

But still behold the sunlight,
still that angel shines
Perhaps someday she comes to me
in yet another time

Fly away, little butterfly,
the wind now calls your name.
But know in your going
it will here never be the same.