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To: yorkie; JustAmy; OESY; MEG33; jaycee; Mama_Bear; The Mayor; ST.LOUIE1; Billie; ConorMacNessa; ...


Butterfly Dreams
 
  When the blanket of the nighttime,
Enfolds me in its sleep,
All the problems of the daytime,
I will pass to God to keep.

I know He can cope better,
Than however hard I try,
As I try my best to fall asleep
And close a weary eye.

And drifting off like magic,
Into gentle peaceful dreams,
He gives me understanding,
Of my life and what it means.

In soporific solitude,
My thoughts will slide away,
In total preparation
For an up and coming day.

And always my last vision,
Soft and gentle, very kind..
Is of a tiny lilac butterfly
Which comes flitting through my mind.

Caressing every thought I have...
Events throughout the day...
Its like he's come to wish goodnight,
And always he will say...

'We have come to bless you,
And keep a watchful eye,
We'll always take good care of you,
You know....your God, and I'.

Sally Hemingway




696 posted on 04/06/2009 1:45:49 PM PDT by Lady Jag (Hezbollah - Al Qaeda - Obama - Stone Age)
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To: Lady Jag; yorkie; WayzataJOHNN; MEG33; LUV W; All


The Wonder of Spring

Thank you, God, for the flowers
and the pretty butterfly,
and for the puffy clouds afloat
in the blue expanse of sky.

Surely when You made these,
You knew my heart would sing
when I beheld such beauty
in this season that's called Spring.

The winter months have been so cold;
there were no flowers peeping
to cheer my thoughts and fill my eyes --
sometimes I felt like weeping.

But now it seems that everywhere
the world's alive with wonder,
and when I view Your handiwork
I cannot help but ponder:

How did You make this masterpiece?
You must have worked for hours
creating tiny butterflies,
perfecting lovely flowers.

The wonder of Your masterpiece
inspires me now to sing
a glad goodbye to Winter
and a fond hello to Spring.

Ruth Gillis
698 posted on 04/06/2009 2:58:18 PM PDT by jaycee
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To: Lady Jag
" And always my last vision,
Soft and gentle, very kind..
Is of a tiny lilac butterfly
Which comes flitting through my mind."

LJ, that graphic was made for that poem.

701 posted on 04/06/2009 3:38:21 PM PDT by yorkie
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