Butterfly Wings

I was a woman of no direction,
Unsure where or how to leave my mark
in a world deaf to my soul music.
But I was touched
with butterfly wings,
Drawn into the fragile fabric
of bringing my dreams to life.

Encouraged and aided by others
already in flight,
I morph slowly from a shadow
of who I could be to the full
Realization and acceptance
of who I am.

I was touched with butterfly wings
and allowed myself to fly.

Baby

You fill me up sweet child
and I love you so much
my heart hurts.
Boundless energy, fanciful dreams
and a smile that
dissolves dark clouds.
Your passion for life is matched
only by your imagination.

You fill me up sweet child
with your little voice
calling my name,
Kool-Aid kisses and wilted dandelions
offered as finest roses.

You fill me up sweet child.
Each moment with you is
a lesson in love and
Every day with you
my treasure.