For you, Grammy

This was written in memory of my Grammy.

The beauty of this butterfly,
that I so happened to see,
sat its rather small body right on top of me.
As I layed in the tall hazy grass,
as this butterfly creeped up onto my pale skin,
I thought of a special someone; one of my own kin.
It was you I thought of while this creature lay on me,
as I gazed into the sky.
I know that you are up there,
waving at me.

It sparked a memory,
one that I cannot fathom.
One of you and I,
one that made me want to cry.
This beautiful creature, made me think of you Grandma.
One very special person, I will never forget.


I love you.