She’s looking through wings of dew kissed butterfly
Daydreaming summer breezes she can almost feel
Aromas of flower petals recently visited in flight
Eyes wide open to images that only time may reveal
Breathe in and out, what life and love are all about
Sure as Monarch’s winged heart can follow the sun
So too her fragile heart lives but for that special day
That she will be as close, skin to skin to her loved one…
Sheila
Hugs,
Anna
Carole~
Love ya face Cuz XOXOXO, Rose
hug
Kathy
Donna
and your words Fee are beauty planted and permeating poetic fragrance!
Perfumeries of Wild Flower Meadows
Vickie
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Hugs,
Chrissie
In Spirit,
Bear