Butterfly Wings

Like a butterfly emerges
And unfolds its graceful wings
A child grows and develops
With the love a mother brings
I'm thankful for the times
When you encouraged me to try
For God gave me my wings
But mum, you taught me to fly.

Author Robin Fogly

New beginnings

That first bright step into the sunshine of life
begins with the opening of the family cocoon
The caterpillar becomes a butterfly
spreading her wings into the world

What she is today is but a tiny mirror
of the transformation that is yet to come
For with time, love, humor and warmth
She is an ever changing masterpiece

Whether as wife, mother, career woman or all
she will find her center of peace
A place that is hers and hers alone
the essence of what she is and will be

Using the instincts that each of us has
to find the good in each other
to be a caring friend, lover, helper and playmate
to listen and share, to laugh and to cry

With loving support of family and friends
she takes flight down an unknown road towards her future
like the rising of the sun in the east
Each day filled with new beginnings

Finding excitement and challenge at each new turn
Her flight through life filled with many happy adventures
and memories to put in her book of life
as the sun moves along that steady path across the sky

When the sun at last begins to set in the west
and her flight nears its end, she can look back along her path
and know that she has been everything she can be
and has done her very best.

Author Linda Dietz

Wings

You have given me wings with which to fly
now I breathe in deep and spread them wide
as we lift off from the silken petals
into the wind where the butterflies glide.

Unknown Author

The Butterfly

The butterfly has so many beautiful features.
Fragile, yet powerful wings adorn these creatures.
They look like angels from the heavens above
A gift to fill our hearts with warmth and love
In all their splendor and strife
They are the symbol or new beginnings and life
Gliding so delicately on the breeze
taking but a moment to dance with the leaves
They stop to rest on a flower or two
to get one last drink of the morning dew
To see them fly through the air with
all their pride and glory
it seems like their life is a fantasy
or a charming story
If I had one wish of something I could try
it would be to be free and fly like a butterfly.

Author Morgan Britz