i think on you today my Dearest Renee
i think of you as a bird~cage
softly swinging in an olde Elm tree...
i see the cage door swing open in the breeze
freeing all the beautiful Butterflies from within
today i see *You* in all your glorious colors
my Dearest Renee...
and my tears flow
for all the Lost Things
<3
3 comments:
So that's where all the ~Lost Things~ go!
...to Heaven <3
beautiful....
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