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"SITTING SILENTLY BESIDE A FRIEND WHO IS HURTING MAY BE THE BEST GIFT WE CAN GIVE"

The Monarch
Jessi Hersey

A single Monarch butterfly
floats so-silent-soft to earth;
carried by the breeze
to land on my outstretched hand.

Gazing at the majestic painted wings,
I am consumed by memories:
of releasing Monarchs in remembrance of
your free spirit,
and of the one butterfly
that would not leave, clinging to me.

"That's My Angel!"
Mom had said.
I blink, and no longer see the insect,
but your face, the
angelic features that I have missed.

You smile at me,
warm brown eyes all aglow,
and I can't help but smile in return.

Looking up, I find myself
not in my world,
but in yours:
a world of indescribable and unimaginable beauty.

Your small, warm hand grasps mine,
pulling me down a path
lined by glittering butterflies.

"Follow me!"
I do, and on the way we talk,
me of home,
and you of Heaven.

Being around you after all this time
becomes too much, though,
and tears blur my vision, threatening to spill.

You smile up at me,
"Please don't cry"
and I see that you are near to tears yourself.

Always the protective one,
I manage to stay my tears
and throw my arms around your tiny frame.

"I thought I'd never see you again,"
my voice is barely a whisper.
You look me straight in the eye.
"I'll never leave you," you promise.
"Never!"

Looking farther down the path,
I spot a door of light,
shimmering gloriously ahead.

"What is that?" I ask you.
Smiling still, you reply:
"That is where I live,
where I must go."

And in a flash of light, you are through the door,
and I know I cannot cross with you.
I don't belong here.

All of a sudden, I'm back where I started,
the Monarch gracefully fluttering
upward, circling my head
before disappearing into the sky above.

"Why couldn't you just stay here?" I ask,
although I already know the answer.

You were not meant to live here on Earth,
just as I could not follow you into Heaven.
Remembering your promise, I smile to myself.
Some day, I will pass through that door,
but not today.

THANK YOU FOR ALL THE CANDLES, TRIBUTES AND PICTURES YOU LEAVE FOR MY ANGELS. IT MEANS SO MUCH TO ME. I DON'T KNOW WHERE I WOULD BE WITHOUT ALL YOUR LOVE AND SUPPORT. GOD BLESS YOU. HAVE A WONDERFUL WEEKEND. ALL MY LOVE GLORIA AND MY BEAUTIFUL ANGEL ANTHONY  XOXO

Remembering all our special angels.

Years fly by like autumn leaves,
But heartache and tears remain,
All I have left is precious memories
Of (both of) you, for today, for tomorrow,
And until my life is through.

            

 

You are my "Pot of Gold" at the end of my Rainbow....

                      

                            

 

There’s a magical place known as Heaven Where everything’s lovely and green, And castles and cottages cover the hills... With a beauty like you've never seen. There are Blessings and Smiles to greet you, wherever you happen to roam. And as much "Luck & Joy" as the shamrocks  that grow~ In this land that the "Angels" call HOME!!!  Have a Beautiful and Magical St Patrick's Day....

                     

                      

        MY THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS ARE ALWAYS WITH YOU.

WISHING YOU ALL THE GLORY,
PEACE, AND HAPPINESS IN HEAVEN

      

I Have a Place in Heaven
I have a place in heaven
Please don't sing sad songs for me,
Forget your grief and fears,
For I am in a perfect place
Away from pain and tears.
It's far away from hunger
And hurt and want and pride,
I have a place in Heaven
With the Master at my side.
My life on earth was very good,
As earthly life can go,
But Paradise is so much more
Than anyone can know.
My heart is filled with happiness
And sweet rejoicing, too.
To walk with God is perfect peace,
A joy forever new.
Author Unknown

ALL MY LOVE XOXO