Butterfly Kisses

Butterfly kisses on his head On that beautiful, early morn, Welcoming him into the world, My adorably, sweet first-born. Butterfly kisses on his neck. He'd giggle at feathery touch. Butterfly kisses told him that His mama loved him very much. All through his earliest childhood We kept playing this happy game. I gave him butterfly kisses And he returned the very same. Babies turn into teenagers And a little kiss on the cheek Was the most that he could manage And was all that I dared to seek. And then as he grew tall and older Another claimed all his kisses. He had forgotten all about Our game of butterfly kisses. The saddest time of all my life When they told me my son had died. Forgotten were butterfly kisses In the million of tears I cried. But when I'm tending my garden A butterfly lands on my cheek. I know that he has sent them Those butterfly kisses I seek.