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.

Do You See Me?

Do You See Me?

© by Bud Lemire on Aug 8, 2018

Passing right before your eyes

It's a loved one in disguise

Saying “Do You See Me?”

Do you wonder who it might be

“Mom, is that you?”

Oh, if you only knew

Spirits do much more, than you could ever know

There's so much, that they like to show

Yet some just do not seem to see

They never wonder who it could be

You could pass by, in front of their nose

They wouldn't know, unless you stepped on their toes

Flying right next to their face

Up and away, to another place

Getting your attention, makes their day

You're aware, in a special way

Your loved one could be...

A bird singing in a tree

A smile that starts your day

To hear a bird song, and see a sun ray

“Your life goes on, ours does too”

“We're close by, our love is for you”

“We've passed, but not away”

“Another form, another day”

“We have wings, to carry our soul”

“If you see us, you're more whole”

“Let's see a realization smile, when you see”

“The butterfly that flew by, was really me”

In my belief, I do believe that spirits passed

do come by in forms of butterflies, dragonflies,

birds, and various other creatures. To let us

know their love is always with us. They come

at just that special time when we need them most.