Giant
Butterfly
She
floats o'er the floor as I open the door
I
want to tell her more
Never
know when she may show
Never
know when she may go
Her
hair shining as gold
Lips
of ruby red with stories untold
With
eyes sparkling of sunshine
Shedding
light on her path in darkness time
She
turns her face to one side
Her
swirling hair does abide
Speaks
to me with a soft voice
To
listen or not I have no choice
Should
I forget her and love again
With
burning memories reach out and feel pain
She
is always waiting to touch my heart
I
will want to see her even in the dark
She
is like a billow in the sky
Love
cannot be denied
Like
a goddess from up high
Riding
on a giant butterfly
Thomas
David Scott
Copyright
©1986 Thomas David Scott
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