Butterfly Memories.......

On Saturday, I had the honor of meeting Liz.
I actually, really got to know her.
Through her family and through her friends.
(Who better?)
I learned about who she was,

not what she did.

Don't weep at my grave,
For I am not there,
I've a date with a butterfly
To dance in the air.
I'll be singing in the sunshine,
Wild and free,
Playing tag with the wind,
While I'm waiting for thee.

So.
Next time you see a butterfly
think about Liz....
And
If you have minute...
be sure to dance and twirl for her to see.
And
If you have another minute....
be sure to watch for her wild and free.

XO
LA