Butterfly

     She floats by, like a butterfly,
     Flittering, gracefully.
     Eyes so bright, captured starlight so blue

When she smiles
She sends a thousand ships,
When she laughs
The birds all sing.
When she cries
A little part of me dies.

     Everyday she has alot to say,
     Whispering endlessly.
     Gentle voice, full of crimson and gold.

If I’m lost,
Then she will lead the way;
When I’m found
She’ll be right there.
When she goes a little part of me dies.

When she smiles
She sends a thousand ships;
When she laughs
The birds all sing.
When she cries
A little part of me dies.