She was flitting alone in the shadows of the green bushes.
I saw her with my own eyes
and I didn;t want to look away
because she was so beautiful!
All the birds were singing,,,
and it was just like a dream that came back to me
from another time.
I knew instantly!
It was "Blue" the most magical butterfly of all!
She hoovered and floated and dipped in and out of the greenrey.
She seemed to be singing a silent song,
silent yes,
but I could hear and feel the rhythm!
I sat quietly in the green moss,
and I watched and watched,
and then I saw there were two butterfly's
and then I saw there were thousands! Thousands of butterflys like the colors of the rainbow.
" Blue," I whipsered ,,,,,"Do you remember me, oh do you remember me?"
Suddenly,
just like magic , our eyes locked,,,
and Blue fluttered her wings faster than fast,,,
and floated around my ears, and then she landed on my nose,!
"
"Oh Blue,", I whispered,,, "lets fly together again",
just like long ago on that summer day!
And at that moment Blue said,
"It's time !!"
"Tweedles, close your eyes, and count to three, and together we will fly."
nitey nite
love
tweedles
PS,,, the portrait in this story was a gift from Kathryn Ragan in 2013,, when I had my surgeries.
A miracle happened,, and now I am all well.
Thank you Kat- for capturing the moment, |
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