On that one August 5th morning

There won’t be an angel

At the top of my Christmas tree

Has been replaced

With a Beautiful White Butterfly

For all our friends and family to see

Since that day God called you away from Me

~

That very first day after your passing

The strangest thing happened

~

A white butterfly Visited me in our yard

The pain was intense

Losing you was unbearably hard

~

But something down deep

Told me this Butterfly is You

~

Letting me know

That your soul

was safe in Heaven

It was time for me

To Let you go

~

Right then and there

I saw this glow

The sun reflected off your wings

~

little specks of gold

In some angelic way

I knew I had been told

~

A sort of peace

Came over my being

~

I know this must be

Really. hard

For others

to believe

Without seeing

~

But I swear.

This is true

~

Patrick came to me

On the wings

Of a white butterfly

that day

~

And even though

I will always

Be heartbroken

over his loss

Somehow he made

my pain

A little less

that day

The Day He came

As a White Butterfly

Then quickly

Went away

Sandra G 8/5/17@writeurpassion1969

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