Angela Roark Poet Free verse

We Are Your Beautiful Butterfly Angels For Evermore

We softly whisper to each other in our cocooned womb of ours,
      wishing for the world to see our colorful souls to emerge.
The calling, the urgency so great to break free
     as we wrap our beautifully colorful wings around each other
          hoping for one day to be set free.
Soon it will be time for us to fly because we are so needed
       above.
Down below we'll leave our essence of our wings of change
        for all to see.
We know it's not understandable just yet but the Great Creator
        above took our wings and blew His breath so we can fly high
             like the Eagles in the sky.
We now are the Beautiful Butterfly Angels dancing across the 
       four winds.
We will flutter around from here to there smiling down upon you
       with such amazing grace, while our wings lightly touch so tenderly
             upon your hand.
We are never far from you Mama, We are in the morning dew you see on a leaf,
     we are dancing from flower petal to flower petal giggling along the way,
         we are in the morning sunrise you see as the birds sing their lovely chorus
             to you, we are the love that we felt the whole time through.
We Are Your Beautiful Butterfly Angels For Evermore.

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Jan Allison March 2, 2015 at 3:26 PM this is such a heartbreaking write the imagery is absolutely breathaking - my heart goes out to you:-( Hugs jan xx Jan Allison March 3, 2015 at 6:32 PM so glad you started back to writing - you will have a wealth of poems you can post - I only started writing last year when my hubby got cancer and now my dad has just passed away - it is so so therapeutic for me to be able to express my emotions on here:-) Hugs jan xxx Angela Roark March 3, 2015 at 6:28 PM thank u so much Jan. I have been writing since i was 17 and now will turn 43 in three weeks. My husband died 3/15/14, i had his funeral on 3/22/14 and my birthday is on 3/27/72. we was together 20 years. i quit writing when i was 18 but started back 2 yrs ago. Jan Allison March 3, 2015 at 9:42 AM Oh Angela that is so sad - I am sure you will get great comfort from writing and make many friends here - I sure have - only been writing for just over a year - it is helping me through the hardest time of my life. I will drop by your poem:-) Hugs Jan xx Angela Roark March 3, 2015 at 8:58 AM I wrote my late husband's tribute poem last year and read it at his funeral on 3/22/14. it's in my poems list i posted here Jan. It's called I Am A Wounded Warrior with Wings. I was the only one that stood up and talked about him at his funeral, only 12 people showed up to it. So I have been alone ever since then. Gently Hugs back to u. xx Jan Allison March 3, 2015 at 2:05 AM I had a similar thing in January I was asked by the parents to write poems to read out at my sons friends funeral - brothers aged 19 and 20 - I was honoured to do it but it was so so hard to stand up and read them - but I did it. Hugs Jan xx Angela Roark March 2, 2015 at 8:34 PM Thank u very much for liking my poem Jan Allison. Someone ask me last year right about this time of year to write this poem for her sister who lost her twin infants at birth. i was honored to do it for her and they read it at their funeral. It was what I felt from the twins when I wrote it and I hope I gave the family comfort with it as time goes by with the poem.