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Butterfly of My Soul

As I drove home the other day,

I saw a butterfly.

A symbol of happiness, hope and love,

So beautiful and so very unique.



As I watched it flutter by me,

I thought of all the butterfly poems.

I wondered why so many people

Could connect to butterflies.



Then I thought of my two daughters,

I’ve placed for adoption.

I wondered, are they seeing

The same butterfly or will they?



So, I blew a kiss to the butterfly,

In hopes that the butterfly would fly

by my daughters,

Land gently on their noses,

And pass on my loving kiss.



Hoping they would feel of my love

Through the butterfly passing on my kiss.

Of course, how would I know

Or anyone if they’d really see

This same butterfly?

It’s the symbolism that makes it

So special to my heart.



But a lot of people think of butterflies,

Passing on their kisses &love

To their children they’ve placed.

My next thought was something new.



As I watched the butterfly,

Fluttering around the parking lot,

I thought to myself,

I am that butterfly.



I thought to myself,

Because of my two daughters,

I’ve been given wings

And feel as if I can fly.



Because of what I’ve been through,

I am now beautiful and unique.

And now I see and recognize that

Beauty and uniqueness in myself.



Because of this painful experience,

I have found myself.

I have found that I am priceless

And I can see my beauty now.



I can see me for who I am

And who I am now is

A person whose

Beauty, love and soul transcends

What it once was in every way.



Because of my daughters, I am me.

I am becoming who the Lord wants.

I am like the butterfly now.



I am the one that has become

And can be a symbol of happiness,

Hope and love with the help of the Lord.



Because of this,

I know who I am,

What my purpose is,

What I’m doing,

What I want to do

And where I’m going.



Like the butterfly, with the help of God,

I can fly to the highest heights now

Because I’ve been to the lowest lows.

And When I say I love myself and

I know myself, I feel it deeply now.




When I say I am priceless,

And I’ve found my worth

And my place here on earth,

I feel its truthfulness vibrate

To the very core of my being.



So, now I am the butterfly,

With all my beauty and flaws.

I am special and priceless and

I will live and love again

With my hand in the Lord’s.



Written by Anne (me)
April 6, 2005

[cmh19137]

That is so beautiful, it brought tears to my eyes. Of course you are priceless and you are to your daughters too! They are lucky to have a Mom like you and someday you will be able to give them kisses for real! Thanks for sharing!
((Hugs))
Christine

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Thanks for your kind words.

Anne