Some Of My Friends Are Butterflies

Some Of My Friends Are Butterflies

Aug 16, 2018 © by Bud Lemire

“Some of my friends are Butterflies”

Said a little girl, her words were so wise

Our encounter, was in the Butterfly tent

I believe her words, were Heaven sent

The Monarchs were flying, one landed on me

She took it off, and then set it free

One landed on my cap, she pointed where

So I aimed my camera, and snapped a picture there

Then I took a picture of her, with a Butterfly on her stick

I just captured the moment, with one little click

The Butterflies sure loved the purple flower

I could have stayed there for over an hour

Like a Butterfly, flying with its wings

I take from each moment, and what it brings

A picture is still, yet the memory is there

And it can be played, when you're anywhere

That little girl had an insight, which she shared with me

Believing is possible, beyond what you see

The Butterfly Tent, was at the U. P. State Fair

Where I met a little girl, who was well aware

When that little girl told me some of her friends were

Butterflies. I had so many questions to ask her about

what made her think that. Because I believe that spirits

who have passed, can visit us as many things, one of which

is Butterflies.