Butterflies have covered Kelly’s eyes.
Kelly is resting, she is at peace.
She has the qualities that butterflies silently keep.
With wings of hearts,
They are as fragile as a night fragrance.
When Kelly was a child.
She would think of them, at bedtime.
They would fly around her room,
And through her thoughts they would zoom!
These tiny little creatures,
Would rise & fall, floating on blues skies.
Into her memories they can be found.
Now, Kelly is sleeping,
The butterflies have taken her eyes for a ride,
Over & through the rainbow, each wing is washed with wonderful colour.
Enchantment & dreams will live in her heart.
Though times now may seem a bit dark.
Think of her loved ones.
And she will fly nigh.
Her butterfly tears, like the morning dew.
Remember her by this & she will help you get through.
Be strong for Kelly!