The sun is shining
Wind moving through our hair
The flutter of her wings
Moving rapidly through the air
The kids are running
Enjoying the day
She circles around us
As we laugh and play
The lake sits still
The afternoon is warm
Her flight on the grass
Brings a sense of calm
The thunders are rolling
With summer showers
When the skies clear
She sits on our flowers
The moment is gloomy
Sadness mixing with wrath
Yet she springs forth before us
With peace in our path
The days may shine bright
Or be dark with fear
Yet some how this
Butterfly is always near
She finds her way to us
Even sits on our fingertip
We admire her closeness
Not wanting to loose her grip
She’s a magestic butterfly
With mighty wings
To see her fly daily
We dearly cling
The sight of her beauty
Is like no other
This is our butterfly
Our beloved mother