Years ago:
I didn't see the best part, of her love
I was not aware of the sweet things, she did for me
Slowly, she taught me what I needed to live, without her love
She could see right before her eyes.
This Hawk needed, to be set free
So she let me fly into the big, blue skies
The sweetest gift of her Love was letting go this Hawk
Fly Butterfly pt.2
While I cherished her energetic spirit
I expressed to her that in time, I would be fine
And I understood her need to be free
I walked away slowly. And I gave one last look
As I whispered softly a final goodbye
To my once Beautiful Butterfly
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