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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