I watched a tiny smile curl, as she gazed out in a stare
Focusing her eyes on something floating in the air
She told me it was sent to her from all she loved who died
I looked for it to no avail, no matter how I tried
The graceful yellow butterfly is sent from those above
A way for them to tell you, you always will be loved
It means that they are with you, no matter where you go
Maybe no one loved me! I searched both high and low
I gave it up, stopped the hunt, went on with my life
Until the day my world stood still, I lost my loving wife
Then one day, alone in the yard, staring at the sky
She came to visit as she said, a yellow butterfly
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Pappy155 (
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Amazing, a very similar thing happened to me after my mum passed away, all I felt was joy. Beautiful dear Pappy. 🌹
Thank you Teddy! I’ve always loved the little “coincidences “ that happen
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