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This page is for my mother...Who
loves butterflies!

Elusive Butterfly


 You might wake up some morning
to the sound of something
moving past your window in the wind
And if you're quick enough to rise
you'll catch the fleeting glimpse
of someone's fading shadow

 Out on the new horizon
you may see the floating motion 
of a distant pair of wings
And if the sleep has left your ears
you might hear footsteps running
through an open meadow

Don't be concerned
it will not harm you
It's only me pursuing
something I'm not sure of
Across my dreams
with nets of wonder
I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love

You might have heard my footsteps
echo softly in the distance
through the canyons of your mind
I might have even called your name
as I ran searching after
something to believe in

 You might have seen me running
through the long abandoned ruins
of the dreams you left behind
If you remember something there
that glided past you
followed close by heavy breathing..

Don't be concerned
it will not harm you
It's only me pursuing 
something I'm not sure of
Across my dreams
with nets of wonder
I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love


I love you mom...however...Should this page
give you the urge to sing...Feel free to call
your oldest daughter...I hear she loves this song!


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