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Created on: June 30, 2010
The Strongest Angel with Butterfly Wings
She steps out as far as she can see as she slowly gazes over the ledge
Her eyes move towards the rushing waters below; her foot slips on the edge
The wind catches her dress; her hair flies all through the air
She gives a smile then closes her eyes... at this moment...she just didn't care
She glides so ever gently on the clouds that pass her by
She loves the feeling of dancing and singing; a smile can be seen in her eyes
Butterflies dance beside her as she gives a sweet little sigh;as she goes her own way
All of the sudden; light fades to black! She sees him on the couch; sorrow running down his face
She rushes to be by his side; she whispers "I love you honey" as she gently kisses his cheek
All her life she had been strong but,on this day, she was so weak
Why? Does it really matter when the seconds turned into days
Oh how he loved her then slowly his love began to fade
She hears a small voice "It's time to pass through the light"
He feels her presence, then starts to cry
She turned away from him as she gathered her things
To dance upon the clouds with the strongest of angel butterfly wings
A forever smile, she blows him the sweetest kiss
She remembers his innocent love, a love he will surely miss
Even as she flies away into the rivers unknown
Forgiveness a million times....as she enters her final home
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