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Thursday, July 2, 2009

In Loving Memory

We had her there, resting on the palm of our hand for a while.
She was all we ever wanted.
Sometimes her wings were closed.
Motionless.

At other times, she spread her wings open in the bright sunshine,
Displaying her colorful patterns.
We truly loved her.
She knew that.

We told her she was special and beautiful, we saw the beauty.
We appreciated her true colors.
But we couldn't keep her.
We knew that.

She was born to fly.

She had been beautiful in our hand, but in flight she soared.
In the garden amongst the colorful, sweet-fragranced flowers.
Her habitat.
Free.

In letting her go, we made her happy.
But she was always to remember our warmth and our love.
Always and forever.
For all of eternity.