I'M Going Home

Her soul departed from this earth But she lived life for all its worth There was not a person that she could not touch With her kind and gentle ways. Everyone wished that she had stayed. Have you ever noticed how a butterfly catches your eye- and its beauty while it flies? How this butterfly spreads its wings And it touches each and every thing. How its gracefulness fills the air And takes away your thoughts and cares. Like the butterfly who had spread its wings She has done such beautiful things. She is a free spirit who can now roam this earth To help others from their birth. She will be that gentle breeze kissing your face At different times and in a different place. She will be like the fragrance from the flowers Growing from the ground Touching without making a sound. She has left the material things Of this earth behind- to live in another Place and another time. Wave your hand in a gesture of hello You will miss her-that much she knows.