butterfly

Little butterfly, what a sight,with wings of neon silk oh what an image,

 no freight,

 just infatuation touch you?...

if you insist, i might.

 oh little treasure, little wing,

with the angels you sing,

 little miracle form above,

 fluttering wings spreading love

on my nose, you do sit,

its tickles me a little bit.

 little wing my tears will fall

 when you have flown away,

but flutter-by so small,

you saved me today

little friend,

fly up high,

 this is so long, not good bye!

 come again, when i am low, but for now, you must go,

 see you soon, little wing,

 go back home to the angels and sing you came to me when i needed you most an echo, a shadow....my fathers ghost?

 i see clearly now, i see why you came your a reincarnation in my fathers name now this is the colour version of my black and white the butterfly is my dad, just out of sight

 I knew you would be back dad,

on this one fine day

i just wish i could keep you,

i wish you could stay

 and as you spread you wings

 all yellow and blue

 butterfly kisses i feel from you so

 i will watch you fly

until your out of sight

saying will i see you again...little wing whispers..'you might'