flight of the butterfly, rising free
As I approach you this morning
This beginning of a day of vast possibilities
As I gently walk toward your waiting beauty
Feelings of gratitude overwhelm me
He reached up and tugged on Daddy's shirt.
'Can you hear it?'
Dan looked fondly at his son. He always saw a bit of Helen in his eyes; and a bit of himself. 'Yes, I hear it, too.' And they walked into the light of the voices of time. And they were together again. And they felt only love.