In the misty morning
dew collects upon a single purple rose
as the shades of love blossom open.
To greet us with a kiss of hope.
Reflections of sunlight dance off the petals
like memories of you shine in our hearts.
The world washes down in a slow and
steady flood each day, trying to ease away
the pain.
Though the silence in the house threatens
to overwhelm us, echos of your laughter
sing into our minds with a simple thought,
a brief glance at your pictures, fills our
souls with joy.
Time blows by much to fast, but in the
moments, minutes, days, nights, years
that passed, through tears, and smiles
you never failed to teach us something
that made our lives so much better.
When the day nears the embrace of the night,
when dreams flutter to us like the sound of
your feet tapping to the background of
your favorite song. We never forget.
To whisper silent prays of love your way.
For no matter which star your soul sits upon
or what pillow we rest our heads, the bonds
we shared in this life are like..
The sun that meets the purple rose,
each dawn with the promise of new light,
and the comfort of happy memories to
never let feelings of it's presence wilt away.
We will always love you, our little Butterfly.
Author notes
Sammy.
A contest entry
- Precious Child by theroseofbattle.
570 points, ended November 24, 2008, 8 entries
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A soft and delicate poem that catches the heart with the imagery you have painted.
I felt that the line "For no matter which star your soul sits upon" truly explained your feelings and emotions. -
awesome. that was absolutely beautiful. thank you so much.


