They come to us in the form of butterflies from which their realms are unknown.
They often come in the form of tiny, winged messengers to deliver messages of joy and feelings of home.
They flutter around us in times of triumph and also in times of tears.
They flutter around us like little reminders that our loved ones are still near.
I like to think that when I see the tiny creature flutter on by, it's a lost loved one dropping in to say, "Hi!".
It blows my mind to think how far they must have travelled just to remind us it's ok to wear a smile.
It warms my heart to think about what it means to be missed when a beautiful butterfly flutters by to leave me with a tiny butterfly kiss.
Flutter high in the sky little yellow butterfly.
Flutter far and wide.
Flutter high in the sky little yellow butterfly.
For a day will arrive when God calls us home to flutter side by side.
-To our loves, lost. In our loving thoughts and memories, always.-
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